Here I will focus the writing on poetry and commentary.

I’ve been in this chair for hours

the temperature is the same

the clocks seem to be working

and it’s cold outside.

Not a lot has changed

state of mind is the same

my brain seems to be working

and I’m feeling sad,

kind of vacant feeling,

can’t really put a finger on it,

even though the moon outside

is beautiful.

It is,

I could talk about that all night,

and wonder if it still matters.

It’s 1 AM

and I feel like I’m just getting started

but I haven’t any idea

where I’m really going.

I thought about people tonight,

could I even handle knowing anyone

when I have a lot of trouble

knowing myself.

The music is playing,

a selection of familiar

songs, those I prefer,

and my state of mind

is the same, again.

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