Clogged

Clogged

A Poem by Kae Martyndale

 

I feel as if

My head is

Constipated

 

I can’t think clearly

My brain is

Clogged

 

I feel tired

Listless

And lonely

 

Yet my head

Is too full

To figure it out

 

What do I want?

What do I need?

What do I desire?

 

The only thing

Of which I am

Certain

 

The only thing I desire

Is not to feel

So conflicted

© 2008 Kae Martyndale


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well said my friend. at the moment, so clouded with thoughts and emotions. good job

Posted 16 Years Ago


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Kae Martyndale
Kae Martyndale

Brampton, Canada



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I am 25 years old and I grew up in southern Ontario, Canada. I am the sum of all of the people I have met, and my experiences. I am a survivor, and I will continue to grow. "But in the end, the .. more..

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