Confused
Muddled words
Creep through foggy brains
Looking for a place to land
Wanting to be heard.
Searching for some
Semblance of a plan
A path in need of illumination.
Looking toward a way
A new time for beginnings
To see about the journey
Longing to burst forth.
Existing in the shadows
Always there and yet
Not yet present.
Knowing it exists on feeling alone
Because it hasn’t been born.
Trust alone will have to do
Be enough to get us through.
Sometimes I get confused and too tired to get myself out of that confusion. Sometimes the best thing is to be confused, go to sleep and hope that the next day brings with it light and less confusion.
What do you do when you get confused?
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