my mind is a mess of tenuous links
of tangled threads of thought, fraying like wire cobwebs
i try one identity, and then another, like fingering cloth at a marketplace
and then i realise that who i truly am is drowning in a thick ocean of false identities
lungs bursting, gasping for the truth WHO AM I
my mind is a mess of tenuous links, and confusion.
i'm so sorry i haven't been in touch lately... it seems like life is wrapping it's arms around me in one busy, smothering embrace. i'm missing reading your beautiful words... know that you still shimmer across my mind like fireworks
You're back! Yay! I have missed you ever so :) it is so lovely being able to see and read another one of your sweet posts!
ReplyDeleteI hope you are well and that 2011 will be an amazing year for you!
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Char, your words are ever so beautiful and soulful. I know these feelings so well, having felt them a hundred times in the past. Nobody could ever describe them better than you just did. I hope the confusion clears. x
ReplyDeleteto exist is so incredibly exhausting, is it not?! it is lovely to hear from you again, my dear char :) my mind is always a mess. . . do you ever look into the mirror and not recognise the reflection?! i'm always pondering the same question, 'who am i?' i wish you the loveliest year, dear bird ♥
ReplyDeleteOh wow, this was truly beautiful! I missed seeing your posts, terribly. Such a poetic piece, "my mind is a mess of tenuous links of tangled threads of thought, fraying like wire cobwebs" How rich this imagery is! xxx
ReplyDeleteSo glad you have posted again! I have been absent too. You are so brilliant with your words
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