9 April, 2012

Questions

Josh Draeger

I was placed in the valley of uncertainty
and told, “Figure it all out”.
To which I replied, “I can”t”.
To which I was told, “You”re wrong”.
I whimper for help
inside an empty lake,
but reject those who
come to my aid.
As I stroll through
the forest of the void
I feel like no other
Free, yet constrained
Open, yet claustrophobic
Happy, yet depressed
Certain of the uncertainties.
I want to know

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