I have been an
Unavoidable, terrifyingly unstable
Mess
I don’t know the words anymore
I don’t know myself anymore
Isn’t it sad?
Isn’t that mad?
I think I’ve gotten swept up
In a whole new realm
And now I’ve gotten lost and
Turned around
And I’m reaching out
To strangers
And they’re saying
I can’t help you
Why should I help you
And now here I am
Typing away,
Using the words in front of me
As a guide of sorts
Hoping that brilliant light
Will flash above me
Because, you see
I’ve consulted the stars
And the moon
And the night
And the daylight
Skies
And they can’t help
They told me themselves
That they can’t help
I can only do that
Myself
So,
Here I am
Hopefully, helping myself
Using the words
Coming out of my hands
And mouth
To guide myself
Back to who I know I am
Who I think I am
Who I believe I am
Who I hope I still
Am
And, yeah
Maybe it’s been a tough year
Barely kept up with my
Life
So I’m retracing my steps
I’m being blatantly honest
Here
I’m only typing to find myself
Here
In these words
In this…poem of sorts
In my mind
That I think I left behind
Or maybe I lost it
In the wind
So,
Here I am
Once again
Using this poem song
As a light
I think I’ve spent too long
In the dark
So,
Here I am
Once again
Here I am
Here…
I…
Am
…