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Stifled

I'm putting ink to paper again, this time I've been inadvertently placed in the dark age.
Flame placed against a wick, this room is no longer dark.
The warmth of the room is making me uncomfortable and sticky.
There aren't modern devices in use.
I appreciate the silence given to me.
This seems to be an evident sign that I need to slowdown and enjoy life.
My mind is cluttered with deep thoughts and silent worries.
Worries and thoughts never uttered publicly or displayed on my face.
A false representation in it's place.
My thoughts take me on a journey to the reality of my situation.
I get beaten down every time I try to explore my mind's curiosities and express my inner self.
It's a battle I so often lose to because of the total lake of acceptance I receive.
I resent being stifled, I am on the verge of exploding to break free.
Love is breathtakingly beautiful when shared with a person of like mind & soul.