In My Own Words....

As my frustrations rake me from inside,
I yearn for an escape.
A way to just flee from my torments.
When I sit and my mind begins to wonder,
Everything pours out.
In my own words I tell my story.
My true self exposed for all to see.
My imperfections and fears rise from where they lie buried,
Dead to all but me.
I let my thoughts flow through my body to my fingertips,
There they are led to be shown.
As I see the words beginning to form, and my thoughts begin to display
I look at them in awe.
I read my tidal wave of emotions and begin to wonder,
If these are true then how can I still be sane?
This is when I begin to fear the one person who will be my undoing……..me.