I don’t got it
I wonder
I tumble over
I squirm in and out
Who’s to say what it means
I just don’t know
I fiddle
I faddle
I trip and stick and twaddle
I wanna go bye bye bye
Steer me through
The malaise of great misunderstanding
How to gently figure
Farther into the further depths
I often tickle ivory
Or mangle mud
Desire to make senses
Maybe this is all just
A pile of sh..
Humble the whirling flamingos
Into gentle submission
Softly now
Softly now

Delicate snowflakes, cover me
Enchant the muse who
Fickly eludes
Come, sit brightly singing
On my shoulder
Lullabies to soothe
The haunting within


11 thoughts on “Uncertain

  1. I am Sorrow says:

    Beautiful, so realistic I was right there with you!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. This is like reading refined mania. I love it! And I know it well…”mangle mud” was my favorite line ♡

    Liked by 2 people

  3. I am Sorrow says:

    Same here Julia, I feel I have met a friend.
    You have giving me so much hope that I keep thinking of these beautiful thoughts to write about.

    Liked by 1 person

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