My mind a sieve of confusion,
my heart breaking into a thousand pieces of glass,
the pain as it cuts is unbearable;
a blank slate of instructions,
illegible.
Tears drain as I sit here unsure,
my stomach a hodgepodge of what if's?
Love is unable to lend a hand,
questioning my own actions;
as if a B rated movie plays in my eyes,
a frozen stare, forcing me to watch.
Decisions an obstacle course,
unable to jump high and clear it.
A parenting manual, unprinted,
guidance a cyclone of misinformation.
A sigh escapes my pierced lips,
what have I done wrong?
You hate me , how do you think I feel?
Crushed under the weight of a rock,
deciding what is right or wrong.
I profess not to have all the answers, why do I feel so wrong?
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