Thoughts.

Thoughts.

Every day the thoughts occur.

They make my mind a complete blur.

I have tried ignoring them.

No such luck.

The sickening thoughts are as green as a buck.

They make me want to yell.

They make me want to scream.

I feel like I am being mocked straight from a dream.

All anyone does is diagnosis me with some made up thing. 

I have tried talking with people.

But all they do, is make me feel like a falling steeple.

For what it's worth, I even pray.

But the thoughts still happen, by each passing day.

Finally, they stop.

I force myself to stop and think.

For I, need time to breath and blink.

Now that the thoughts are gone, I feel like I...

                Finally belong.