No Name

this was written sometime in late 2018.  Life is unfair. Impossible in thought. What we think, how we feel is irrelevant to its growth. I'm hurt. I'm distorted. I don't know where to look. My mind's a mess of jumbled thoughts, how can I tell someone so. It's weird, these feelings inside - they often come and go. But the sadness …

Mercury

I have trouble connecting two and two together. Never ace me in math. My minds a mess, jumbled thoughts. The future sides with Mercury. Close but dim, the tides are high. Emerging from glares, only when there's a why. Perhaps still invisible to the naked eye. Somethings really wrong with me. Growth is perpendicular to …