Confusion

I'm chasing my shadow
Walking in circles
Caught in a daydream
That keeps spinning round

Speaking in riddles
Using unspoken words
Whispered so softly
Never making a sound

In a world of unknowing
Time has no purpose
The clock keeps on ticking
While both hands are bound

This place in my darkness
Life is contrary 
A world colored in abstract
Painting thoughts so profound
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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