You ever feel like you’re trying to silence a voice that’s so loud on the inside that it makes your mind goes rampant?
Can you see so much truth to your revelations but still find a reason to be blind,
Even when staring directly at it?
Does the insecurity to my mental sanity solidify more because my revelations comes from some form of rebellion?
The inner voice wants to be heard,
But when it comes to always being here,
In the physical,
Things sometimes get a little shaky,
To where at times my vision gets a little distorted, and
My anxiety elevates as my heartbeat race.