Isn’t the sole pilot.

The loudness
the constant speaking
the words of others
the thoughts of my own
mixed with theirs
I can’t keep up
and I slow
and I rest
within my safety
right up here
within the words
and worlds I speak of
realities that don’t hold up
outside of my safe place
because my brain
it yearns of control
and within real life
it isn’t the sole pilot
only one of many.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina