The Stream of Conciousness

There's a voice
......talking......whispering

What wants,
What should,
What needs,
What must.

What?

Can't hear you.

Speak Louder!!!

Wait...
Not so loud.

Hurting
Soothing
Nothing

Do you trust me?
I am you.

There is confusion in the voice,
Cognitive Dissonance.
I'm glad there is a name for it,
It is safer that way.

The rhythm of my mind,
THUMP THUMP THUMPS,
With the rhythm of my heart.

Storms.
Make waves,
Cause pain and destruction,
The hurricane of my thoughts.

Peace.
Slow trickles,
Stones smooth and glistening,
My stream of conciousness.

A Sentence for Contemplating

Bridges are safer than rope swings.

Too Long

I haven't posted in a while, I apologize for that. Frankly, I've been really busy and haven't had the chance to really think. So, I don't have anything to post about, no real deep insights. I just need a break, away from everything so I can just think. Mostly, I need to be away from my family. It seems like whenever I try to think they pop up and I'm filled with so much anger I'm forced to stop thinking in the interest of controling my rage.
I recently turned 18. Its a big step, I'm finally an adult and of course, will be voting in the up-coming presidential election. My parents seem to welcome my desire to get involved in voting and knowing and understanding more about the economic system and politics. But with everything else they don't seem to be able to grasp the fact that I am in fact, a grown up, aside from the fact that I still have to finish my senior year of high school and until I graduate will be living at home. It angers me to the core because I so want to be responsible and my own person but there is no way for me to do that. This is the reason I can't think, and the reason I have nothing to post about. I apologize again for my absense, I will do my best to come up with something in the near future. Til then, pity me.