The weakened, wasted,
self-absorbed or forgetful,
will simply
acknowledge confusion.
They do not sense the
intrusion of random directions,
opposing thought, with
constant fear.
Consider yourself
strong
if you made it through
yet another day of this
never-ending now and then.
Anxiety
defies clarity.
Reality. Not a proper identity.
You know better, but
still it hurts.

04/06/2019                              j.g. lewis