Where i’m at

I feel like a broken record saying the same thing over and over again.

I don’t know what to say or to write.

Everything seems to be locked up tight inside me.

I think that might be because rather than deal with things actually, i just face what comes and just carry on with the next thing.

the burdens are getting heavy. the cares are filling my heart.

and my mouth seems bound and gagged..for some reason even though i often use my fingers to type, the image of my mouth being stopped up continues to come to me.