Lost
I'm lost,
dazed,
mystified in my mind.
I can't find reason,
I can't find my way,
I can't find the answers
to all my questions.
all I dream of,
and all I think of,
is something I can't have.
so much I can give her,
so much I can care,
yet here I am lost,
and forever in despair.
why must it be this way,
and why must I care
for someone who doesn't
and wouldn't ever dare?
without reason,
without cause,
I'm running in circles
around my maze.
I'm falling hard and fast,
without a target to land.
no cushion to break
my desperate fall,
no cushion to heed
my ever aching call,
no chance to pillow
a landing in the air,
no chance for me to follow
the thoughts in my lair,
called my mind and heart
and is it at all fair?



Choices
decisions and choices,
numerous and vast,
can dissipate in an instant,
narrowed down real fast,
and just when you think
its been isolated,
they become numerous
once more and again.
confusion and chaos
fill the moment,
thicken the air
until it's hard to breathe.
left alone to think
can be dangerous at the least,
and no one gets much sleep
at the predicaments that exist
in every realm of our existence,
in every moment of our day.
searching for answers,
yearning for solutions,
filling the mind full,
and is there any room
to fit so much?
lost in a maze,
a puzzle impossible,
with a solution
searched for,
but not found.
confused about directions,
frustrated from dead ends.
going with the flow,
and fighting only the currents
which can be beaten and broken.
finding no answers,
and searching real hard.
can't find a reason,
not sure of the chances.
knowing the gamble,
not knowing the risk.
bringing confusion,
leaving logic,
discovering life
in all the choices we make.
imagine the world
as simplified,
picture the stars
shining bright on me.
sharing the moments,
living the chances,
dreaming the inventions
discovered on the morrow.
swimming in disbelief's
while flying in the clouds
fogging the lists
of directions to go.
wondering through this maze
unsure of the correct solution
or if there even is one.
amazing how life
can be so sure one moment
and so utterly wrong the next.


Bight My Lip Majesty
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