Confusion
Sometimes I stare:
What I see only my eyes knows
What I know only my mind can tell
Even the wind is now a sweet enemy
Lost in thought swept around by
Unknowing hands of sadness
Even the whisper of the breeze
Now seem like a perfect solace
My head; a wheel on sand of misery
Being played around by the strong hand of indecision
Now peace seem like a mirage
My sanity on indefinite suspension
Now am at a crossroad
Future unknown; present unfold; past untold
Show me a route
Where I can slip into my lost sanity.
Copyright © Abosede Ogundare | Year Posted 2016
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