Confusion

Ideas..bought and sold are thought and told by heartless souls. Fear..a cage that holds me back from goin back to think the thoughts that brought me here. Today..the now is near the future, through the pain I thought I knew was through....but maybe it was something new. News to me I knew to be a new unique unusual creep but see, logic wasn't logical to me....or so it seemed. Logically in God I seek a certain means uncertainty but certainly what's hurting me is not the dream of being clean its the reality, I wonder if the world is always mad at me. WHAT's happening?!