A Poem About Love In a Banishment Basement of Confusion

i am honestly drawing a blank i am struggling to underline the underlying reasons my head is spinning and the rest of my body is stone still frozen just yesterday, we were laughing it up and being big ole kids interrogative sentences are dominating my thoughts excruciating exclamatory expressions are slowly boiling my body the bed that she sleeps in is warm and comfortable the basement sofa that i am sleeping on is old, worn, careless, and cold i stare at the pitch black darkness and do not notice daylight creeping in the space has turned into an alternate reality with no close route to escape i start my day with a liquefied case of babbling bubbleguts as i head upstairs with an already raw backside, you smile and say good morning your smile is the prettiest that it has ever been your routine is as smooth as us getting along on a regular day before your true inner emotions come out, i grab a cheese danish and an orange juice and head back downstairs i don't know why i got this stuff for breakfast because i just cannot eat my stomach is in too many frustration knots my head is not throbbing from the multiple blanks that i drew throughout the night i slowly and reluctantly head back upstairs with a prayer bag filled with peanuts love is a zookeeper with a thick layered itinerary if it all was so simple, i actually think that i would lose interest and remain ignorant