I Can’t Make Sense #Poetry

boy-black-and-white-head-hands

I can’t make sense of this life
I am disoriented
I keep rubbing my forehead
Like that will help
Wake me up from this nightmare
My brain is unorganized
Compartments gone
The tray of my mind
Lost the barriers
Separating areas
Nothing is in place
A mess of emotion
Has everything mixed
Memories a mess
Confusion overriding
The numbness
The only constant

© 2019 Jason A. Muckley

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6 comments

  1. Absolutely adorable, the perfect graphic which gives visual sight to your Poem. It opens the door to your beautifully penned insightful words that depict when then we things just don’t make sense, things look rough. You want to cover those eyes…

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