so the circle continues, I speak on a name a vast distant wane lost in a troubling over reach that controls my brain. nothing feels quite the same....its like the words don't come out but to blame....hold the anger trouble focus but who can contain...

my eyes see the pain for when your heart buckles its like the veins retract with nothing left but the sickening thud of it falling flat......

open.....open.....open.....

I'm open but does that feel...