my understanding

my understanding
of reality

my vision
with too many options
created by my mind
can't focus
on something still..

I crawl
in the mud of
mixed up perceptions
where real is a dream
an illusion a fact..

and all this because
bad things happen
on this globe
makes me wonder
that maybe
I come from a different world?

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12 Responses to my understanding

  1. Robyn Lee says:

    Excellent – and can relate to these words! x

  2. Bruce Ruston says:

    I pace when I get like that and then tell myself off for pacing 🙂

  3. gil says:

    still – like relationship, perhaps?

  4. or maybe the world is not ready for tender hearts…wonderful writing, my friend!!!

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