I don’t know - poem

I don’t know

I cry and my head swirls around

I don’t know

I shout as the voices tear me down

I don’t know 

I plead as the thoughts tie knots

I don’t know 

I beg as my strength has far expired. 

I can’t explain what I don’t understand 

So believe me when I tell you, I really am tired

Just not in the way you think, it’s an exhaustion of ultimate lengths 

From this cobweb of thoughts, feelings and beliefs that constantly scream loud

Has become all too intense. 

So, I don’t know, and I really do not 

And I’ll leave this like this, with no finish or answer, because that is me right now. 

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