I... I... I’m so sick and tired of being TIRED oh, Get God on the phone! Blinded as I chose a life to be sulked in a false of lies EMOTIONS, no joke. A room discovered in OVERT DEFIANCE and it’s COURSE these doors are multiplying Unbeknown feelings untold, indefinitely WAITING to be explored GET GOD ON THE PHONE! Waited for years Bet he’s been retired Waited for years He’s best been admired, what had turned into an assemblance of gathered emotions, demons and past traumas over FLOWING Now, there are these WHISPERS coming and going Something that’s been FOREVER growing to what I can barely picture Mind it’s direction as I hold oppressed against its daily fixTURES Oh, and what I PEN ARE feelings-HELD-in and If it wasn’t EXPELLED would of ENTAILED my DERAILMENT So I seeked the fruits of this newest AILMENT, a HEATHEN who lea...