Blankness is becoming an obsession
The mind is trapped and unwilling
The heart is desperate to get free.
Perplexion and frustration
Generic thoughts and calculation
A world of numbers, letters and rules
The numbness combined with feeling like a fool.
Seeds of doubt build and grow
Leaves and roots from what you sow
Backing down or backing out
Becomes harder as the forest builds.
In a thicket of the soul
Running, crashing, the going's slow
The path is hidden, the way is barred
The goals once set now lie obscured.
Heaven, hell and the abyss
Anywhere except here would do
I could cope with anything but this
Why are no words spoken ever true?
Copyright © 2006 Susan Lewellen
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