Wednesday, March 25, 2009

clouded mind


Something new and profound stirs in me.
Hollow or full, my body is unsure.
Mystery is plaguing my life.
Surging through my think blue veins.
My mind is clouded.
Swirling in circles.
Unsure and frightened—my curiosity for the future grips my life with tight deadly hands.

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