Welcome

Welcome to my mind it's easy to get lost in here everything is such a mess - a whirlpool of who I think I am and who I think I'm not and even who I think I want to be. It's a struggle to make sense of it all and if often gets lonesome trying to piece together this puzzle alone. As you can see, I am not myself. How can one be them self when they don't even know who that is? Who they are? It's a crisis, I know. I thought I had become lost but it was even worse; Stranded. Maybe it doesn't matter though since I'll fade away one day and so will this writing but until then I thought it would help me untangle, unweave, unwravel - what exactly? Myself? My thoughts? I'm not quite sure. I never imaged a person could be drowning in pain and misery and sorrow and scream at the top of their lungs for such a long period of time without a single soul listening. I just want you to know - Yes I want this paper to know - that I am forever grateful for the words you let me express without judgement. I see no other way of my life ending but by my own timing. It could be now It could be in the future Sometimes I wish I was transparent. -t.j.t.