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May 2018
My scattered nature renders me permanently confused
And i seem to have lost my way again
I dont know where I am
Or where I go from here

All I know
Is that I know nothing
Nothing at all
Least of all me

My brain feels minced
And my heart compressed
A constant discomforting feeling
Deep within my gut

Ice runs through my veins
And I struggle to breathe
Where do I go from here?
Claustrophobic and low

Temporarily blinded
Blinded by my own sheer idiocy
Why did I think
That I could face this world alone?

Hollowed out like a tree trunk
I'm a shell
Made of porcelain
Once perfect, now cracked

Thrown away
Like the rest
Of the unwanted,
misfit toys

I used to be so sure
So sure of who I was
Now, I realize I'm a farce

Simply a mimic of others behavior
No substance lies beneath
The exterior
Where do i go from here?

I need to find my way
But I dont know which way to go
Or where to start
On this journey of self discovery

All I know is that
I need to move
And keep moving
Pick a starting point
And move

My scattered nature
Can fix itself
Stitch a blank slate
And start anew
Written by
Darien
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