Deranged Woman

Today, I relate to the roaring flames that roams through your bloodstream, up to your skull and vigorously exiting your ears.

The tongue twists that occurs, when words have escaped you, at a time that you need to use them the most.

The piercing rage of a possessed spirit reflecting back at you.

Trapped, alone, betrayed...most of all...deranged.

They want promises, they can’t even keep!

They want feelings, they can’t even handle!

I get it...I wholeheartedly get it now.