I know where I am
and
I don’t know where I am
I feel lost
When you are not here, there is only vacuum
The options of what “to do” is too much
So much so that I do nothing
I am waiting
for something to happen
to me
Waiting for something to change
That something did happen
The change was years ago now
I changed
and I didn’t change
Now stuck in parallel universes
in the void
lost without a way back
into either one
© 2021 Jason A. Muckley
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Jason, your poetic prose reminds of living life in a room full of mirrors. Hope all is well in Colorado.
Haha! That’s one way to describe it! Thanks… doing good here, how are you?
Done very nicely! Keep up the good work.
Thank you! 🙂