things become more complex when you can’t find yourself

March 31st, 2006 by cathy
crashing
blindness
Where am I?
here!
I have lost track… of time
minutes may have gone by
and I am lost to you
shaking
frothing
muttering
Who is this person?
Surely, it can’t be me?
I am safe.
Safe in my shell
of blackness
forgetfullness
return to this world
but I am afraid
I don’t know how to handle
these new complexities

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