I Don’t Know (Overwhelm)

Poetry

Cee Arr
May 31, 2024
Person standing on the inside of a clock tower, looking out through the face
Photo by Matt Seymour on Unsplash

I don’t know how to fix
yesterday’s tomorrows
the long-gone mistakes
of a past not yet lived

I don’t know how to fix
the way time flows
— both fast and slow,
giddying in its inconsistency.

I don’t know how to be
in a world like this
where everyone else
sees lines, I see wheels

I don’t know how to carry on
ten years or more of misery
I don’t know how to stay strong
( — could I ever be as strong as me?)

I don’t know how to flow
when this current isn’t mine.
You want me to make port
in the wrong place, wrong time.

I don’t know how to fix
yesterday’s tomorrows
the long-gone mistakes
of a past
not yet
lived

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Cee Arr

Writer, reader, poet, (book) blogger @ dorareads.co.uk , Queer, weird, bookish rebel. Welsh as a tractor on the M4. Buy me a coffee @ ko-fi.com/ceearr