Deep in the forest of confusion
wanders my puzzled thoughts.
lurking around in a chance to slink something.
Clueless, of being bitten by poisonous stings.
They started their journey running and hoping
but now all my thoughts do is crawl
one thought attacked by several others
In no time,thinking process, turns into an ugly brawl.
Letharic as it is now,
I wonder if it ever knew to walk
helplessly it struggles for displacement
helplessly, all I do is gawk.
