How can I discern
What I know and what I don't
What I want and what I'm taught
This aching for substantial assurance is growing more painful each day
Each letdown
Each fallback
It is not easy to disassemble the anatomy of such confusion
To delay its strife
To say that everything is okay when it so clearly is not
How can I communicate the gravity of my situation when
I am not centred or grounded to demonstrate
Who am I to say what is the truth when
I can't tell right from wrong
It switches so quickly
From light to pitch black
And I am left to my own devices
With no instructions
And not a clue
No comments:
Post a Comment