Contemplating.
Searching or waiting,
yet always settling for diffidence.
what else can be done?

The days feel longer
Like a million angels and demons
Fighting for my soul.

Insecure.

Delusional.

Loosing integrity and compassion
Each day like before
Blatantly ignoring my tell-tale stories
Their meaning lost three hours away

My need to connect with something
Other than these tightly sealed box-people
Tears me apart.

Emotional, spiritual, physical
Trinity disconnect in an effort to avoid "feeling"
This just makes it worse...

Locked inside my mind,
Terrified
And all alone now.
 
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