Sleeping was somehow difficult for me last night so I decided to lull the myriad of thoughts racing in my mind by putting them on paper. Keep in mind, I am not a poet. The last time I wrote a poem was for English 12. That was so long ago.
Untitled – Dec 2008
Winds provided no answer.
No comprehension. Full understanding.
Slowly gaining power.
Paralyzed with fear. Paralyzed with inadequacy.
Self-doubt reared its ugly head.
Questions of ability OR inability.
Knowledge lost. Intelligence distorted.
Appearance is fake?
Empty promises. Broken promises.
Refuge in solitude.
Movement. Change in scenery.