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
Poems for Warriors 
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Jason, your poetic prose reminds of living life in a room full of mirrors. Hope all is well in Colorado.
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Haha! That’s one way to describe it! Thanks… doing good here, how are you?
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Done very nicely! Keep up the good work.
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Thank you! 🙂
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