My mind is like a twister, forever spinning out of control
pulling, dragging and unravelling my thoughts.
Lonelyness only fuels the demons insatiable hunger,
allowing them to scatter more vile debree around my already cluttered mind.
The only tiny glimmer of light beyond this seemingly endless tunnel ...
my pen and the paper which for a short time at least, release and free me from these evil demons squatting in my mind !!!
As the ink flows accros the page, my heart feels less heavy and it becomes easier to breathe
Author notes
this is the first time i have written in over a year, and i know it is really bad but it is just a place to start and just maybe it will help me find my muse 
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