Conflicting feelings in my brain
In my heart
As I lay awake,
Not entirely sane.
Conflicting thoughts, all knotted up.
How do I untangle,
Fix what I've lost?
How do I make sense of it?
How do I do it?
Why do I feel so much,
So full like I can't get through it?
My heart is in molasses,
My head up in the starry sky,
But my body's rooted firmly to the ground on which I lie.
I say so many things,
Not all of them true,
Exaggerations, declarations,
As all of us do.
I feel hope.
I feel love.
I feel power and calm.
I feel beauty.
I feel pain.
I feel everything so strongly.
It all conflicts in the center of me.
My heart and my head
Won't let me be.
What is my future?
What is my past?
Should I right my wrongs, or will
They get tired of that?
I make so many mistakes.
Of course, I am human.
But who am I, really?
What is my truth?
I ask myself these questions,
Lying in bed,
Unsure, scared, and anxious
Of what lies ahead.
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