Confusion
Confusion
Now a day’s situations
has resulted this confusion.
I’m certain it’s the cause of this collision
between the head and the heart.
The head is tryna get ahead and play smart.
The heart, arrh… well its tryna play its part.
Rolling on nothing but feelings.
Rolla coasting the emotion,
tears steady soaking.
This shit is mind blowing,
but the mind is already knowing.
The heart is a puzzle and its puzzling
the mind’s intelligence.
I think I’m losing diligence.
Confusion
Can be a fucking destruction.
The stress from un-answered questions.
To not know is a weakness.
Let’s not add to the equation,
these ongoing madness.
How did I end up with these curse’ful conditions?
it’s like something is blocking my hearts connection.
I’m feeling so distant from everything and more.
I can’t quite remember how, my mind is so gone.
I’m losing track of the purpose of this poem right now.
I don’t know, but I feel relieved every time I write down
how I’m feeling. My feeling is what I’m tryna figure out.
But I have no idea what is going on, I’m clueless.
I don’t even know what I’m gonna be relieved off
I’m thinking about ending this poem, it seems useless
Confusion
It’s like I know and I don’t know.
Intertwined. I don’t know what to know.
Why am I feeling like this? I don’t know.
What’s going on in my head? You don’t want to know.
Damn! Something is wrong. That much I do know.
It’s like… When like… You feel like… you know.
But then sense just to come to you anymore
and you’re just lost to figure things out.
But then you get more confused than ever.
And this can go on forever like etc…
Unnecessary confusion led to this poem with no meaning

