My Mixed-Up Head
Over thinking causes problems I can work out alone
My Mixed-Up Head
Thoughts collide like storms inside me,
voices twisting into confusion.
Truth and fear blur together,
and the walls of my mind feel too small.
Memories flash like broken mirrors,
each shard reflecting a different me.
I try to gather them into shape,
but they scatter the moment I reach.
The world expects clarity, a single path,
yet my mind spins with endless possibilities.
I stumble through the fog of indecision,
searching for some solid ground.
Step by uncertain step, I keep walking,
trusting that confusion itself can teach.
One day the chaos may make sense,
but for now, I endure the storm within.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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We all just take one day at a time and remember to breathe even at this time of year. Good job.