I sat to write from deep inside To plumb the depths down in my mind To analyze what festers there Then sort it out and solace find But looking in and peering 'round Find jumbled masses in a rage Each voice insisting it's the one Demanding freedom from this cage Retreat with haste and turn the key No wiser than I was before Close me up with bolt and lock Scared to e're reopen that door
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Just how I’m feeling today. I want to write my thoughts on many things but I feel so mixed up with so many voices and priorities filling my head space. This poem really resonates with me.