Wednesday, November 11, 2020

Help - a poem

 my head is pounding for solutions but I am lost in thought, lost in lethargy,

I don't know how to move forward without falling apart,

where is the answer to this question I am asking, and how do I go about motivating myself

to do something.

I am lost in my own discretions, I do not know where to go

my brain matter floats in a plastic bubble easily torn and popped,

and I do not know what to do.

Stagnation,

I am supposed to change minds, be effective.

But I keep going into this place,

that I am not good enough.

I dream of reprieve,

but dig my nails in the dirt,

I am lost, my brain is pained,

I am curiously hopeless.