Wandering

Wordless , 

an endless dash of ambiguous emotions , 

rocking me back and forth.

Nameless ,

the vacuum-filled pit in which am falling ,

calling for help in this silent scream.

Speechless ,

I am left with an uneasy smile , a nod and shoulder shrugs , pieced together as a mask of progress for my day to day.

At crossroads ,

forward and backwards are not the only options , Complaint and comfort are calling me from the sides.

Submerged ,

slowly sinking in the thick, muddy swamp of unanswered questions , remorse , loss , grace , relief , wishful thoughts. 

Thoughtful , 

looking at the open , round hole at the front of my skull. Purely sane , my mental.

Desensitized , 

poking at the open wound in my chest to feel, the rush , the flow of life ; to breathe.

Wandering ,

navigating like a compass around the various definitions of my self , no reflection seems broad enough. 

Exhausted ,

Energy begging for a restart ,

Losing ctrl

when will this shift end ? 

what happens when I enter ,
delete?

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