Random thoughts again

Random thoughts
Stuck in knots
Before I drift into darkness
Within the starkness of this solitude.

Emotions to be released through these stressful times.
Looking for an escape through rhymes.
Anger,
A distant stranger,
Sadness,
Absorbing the madness.
Desolation, isolation, inebriation
I notice my writing usually focuses on my frustration and alienation.
I'm not trying to be negative
my poetry is just a reflection of what I experience and what I feel or witness.
I used to be addicted to fitness,
Now poetry feeds my soul, helps me to realize my role in this realm.
Still I watch myself become overwhelmed, from these little earthly worries.
Always in a hurry, emotions swirl and hurl me into a flurry of insecurities.
A living obscurity
No longer do I wish to obsess over anxiety, refusal to regress back into existential dubiety.
Sometimes life leads us down different paths, to destinations you previously couldn't predict you would end up at.

A strange place, the land of the human race.

For us, enough is never enough.
I'm feeling lost in this world truth be told.
Feeling out of place in the infinity of space.
I can only return to poetry to liberate my mind
to express the feelings I find.
In this journey of unlearning,
returning to a state of total beingness.