Racing thoughts flowing through my mind so fast that I can\'t interpret what they are saying, but as I sit here trying to figure it all out I realize it must be tricks that my mind is playing.
Faster and faster they speed on by making me confused as to why I\'m stuck in this place, and as I look back to make sense of it all there are no foot prints that I can retrace.
I sit back down and look around because apparently I\'m the only one that can hear the sound of my racing thoughts, there\'s no one here I\'m all alone my heart beats as my stomach knots.
I\'m feeling sick dizzy and ready to just give up on what most would call living, but instead I turn back to my head, to get out of bed, so I can just go on giving.
Advice to others our knowledge as mother\'s my head just needs to unwind, my racing thoughts just can\'t be slowed, I need someone to hit stop and then rewind, then maybe the words that come out will be words that are kind, I\'m spinning in circles unable to see and I think I\'m going blind.
BUT,
When my eyes open I see that this room I\'m standing in is not mine and nothing here, is familiar to me or could it be these racing words that have brought me here, the doors are locked I can\'t get out an now my head is telling me to fear.
This prison that it\'s in a mind with thoughts that lived in sin, is this all really my fault for letting these words get in, ugh these horrible racing thoughts of sin, I guess they will never let me win