Commotions

When sometimes I write By the candles burning light I never know Where my words will go I'm just the tool The fool Words flowing Without even knowing What my pen has to say That's it's way The ghost inside I now confide Controls my hand Even I don't understand I just follow along Sometimes it is a song Read it just like you My words are true Never knowing Where they are going Like watching television Comes this vision It dictates to my hand Is this something you can even understand I don't know from where it comes But my life it usually sums Stirring up my ever changing emotions Starting these inner commotions Leaving me dumb And numb Sometimes bring a tear Or a rush of fear I smile at times While reading these rhymes Maybe it is my crazy brain Cause I'm insane From lifes dirty little stain