Sunday, October 24, 2010


Lines of certainty
Appear blurred
Stretched out among
Miles of unknown territory
Before my eyes
Nothing feels consistent
Self awareness
A distant memory
Distorted thoughts
Govern everything
Impairing judgment
I no longer trust
My own beliefs
Mindless moments
Crowded with insecurity
Who am I
Now that you’re gone
Who will I be

1 comment:

  1. Oh so tragically beautiful! So true, that unknown feeling caused by the loss of someone who was a special part of us, a part that probably we lost forever when they left!