Morning

My mind ( is what feels), My Heart beats (like it is supposed to), My mind runs, ecstatic, deflated, joyous, elated and again deflated. All this in a matter of minutes.... Words are the cure for a condition of the mind, my heart does not know this (it just beats), so the words seem unkind. The words I want to shout, I know are true, my mind does not know, who will hear. Swallow me up world, I have only fear, my heart beats (loudly) Someone will hear.