and Ideas and exploding
from the inside
a few words have swollen inside my head
and no longer fit.
they're elbowing one another
life makes it difficult to live
so I blind myself with beautiful moments
chords, swells
I'm having too many of those moments where I want to thrash my arms
but instead find myself
arms pinned tightly to my sides
because if I yelled
and screamed
and was angry
for a moment
what would be different?
I absolutely love this, and can completely relate. you took humanity and put it into 5 stanzas. "I am thoughts and things" = so great.