Dumbfounded

Dumbfounded

5-1-15

I’m dumb. I’m numb. I’m blind to my own crisis sometimes.

Or maybe I’m lost. Upon a cloud. So high up in the sky, I can’t be found.

Down on earth. Down on my luck. I’ve never done much to help myself.

Now I’m sailing through the days. Time is like wine, flowing away.

Now I’m sailing through the days. There are no tears. There is no pain.

I’m dumb. I’m stubborn. I can’t seem to find a solution this time.

Or maybe I’m lost. Down on the ground. In a dungeon I built in my mind.

Running scared. Running free. I need to make a move while I can breathe.

Now I’m sailing through the days. Time is like wine, flowing away.

Now I’m sailing through the days. There are no tears. There is no pain.

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