I Don't KnowA Poem by Shawn CriderA Natural RealizationIt has become a philosophy. A defense mechanism when all the thoughts collide at the center of my psyche. I don't know is my religion. But hey, at least I know what I don't know. Many things in fact that the matters is regarding facts I like to take a lack of knowing as....blissful. In fact, its down right serene like your favorite dream before you realize you have to wake up to a nightmare. That early morning scare in a oversized bed with a pillow that does not comfort the head. Not to mention that it has been only an hour since my slumber began, that is a record hibernation caused by my desperation but, no matter. No laughter, no smiles, no chatter, no matter the illusions the only thing to conclude to is....I don't know. © 2016 Shawn Crider
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Added on February 7, 2016 Last Updated on February 7, 2016 AuthorShawn CriderChicagoAboutI can't tell how many time I lose myself only to find that being lost is how I find myself. Whatever that means... That is what analytical experts are for, or rap genuis. more..Writing
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