Feb 062009
Again.
Jangled.
Rankled.
Out of sync.
Out of sorts.
Viewing the world
Through lenses of distortion;
Feeling feelings
One cannot explain.
Questioning thoughts, relationships, motives, decisions.
Is this what it’s like to be insane?
How to re-contain?
Maintain?
Stop the pain?
Again?
This is an incredible poem. It really moved me! Very insightful directly to the point.