Flow of Thoughts

I can’t explain the emotions that gather. Trapped in my very own current of thoughts that rushes me like a flood from a broken dam. Unable to slow down or control my emotional over flow. I’m the fisher man that hooks the smallest to the biggest catch of thoughts that at times are thrown back and later recaptured once matured. I’m lured to several thoughts and ideas that seem to fit my missing puzzle pieces; Though it’s my emotion that feeds my biggest need to write. Call me emotionally attached not compared to being a serial stalker; my obsession isn’t love or to be loved; just to be connected somehow. Searching for someone to understand because love can be used in so many different forms and extorted by the way people think to benefit their needs. Poetry I rather write to help improve my soul because once before I was called cold and different. My indifference wasn’t understood like I thought it should be. At those moments I wasn’t who I should be. I’m not politically correct I’m just wanting to live life through my free verses and my personal lyrically thoughts. You can also call me an emotional volcano, a little unstable though my flow of thoughts floods my mind and creating the peace in me like islands formed from lava. I’ve learned about change and how to deal with it. Could it have been my life styles that suddenly change? I went on and on without knowing that my expressions have an emotional hold on me, that I’m just trying to control through poetry. It started with the heavy use of profanity mixed with words in a rhyme scheme. A mad scientist with different experiments out of control; with the documentation of my own life. I fought it form years; and knew I need to be better continuing to learn and grow. Thankful…. I had to change so that I could maintain the flow of my thoughts.