I find myself reaching
for understanding
inside myself
not comprehending
The who, the why, the how
all seem unfamiliar
The when, the where, the what
don”t fit together
Time is missing
I draw a blank
On memories that
seem to have overrrun the bank
My mind flows on
through the confusion
trying to fit together
all the illusions
Of sanity, of wisdom
I can put up a front
but it is of these
I continue to hunt