In a state of flux
Fluid yet frigid
Movement swirling around me
while I idle to flow with it
Flustered in the chaos
gravitating out of sync with myself
Struggling to feel out what is trapped inside
Tapping away at the discoloured windows
with no-one home
Seeking inward, sinking outward
Truth trying to crawl out of my throat
scratching its way up
Halted back down by a harsh swallow
Wafting in and out of myself
Pasting perceived versions into the world
Forgetting to hold onto the first copy
Losing grip of who I’ve been,
clinging onto who I am
calling out for who I’ll be
Adjusting to how others see/experience me
Doubt drowning me yet
guiding me through the things I mask from myself
Follow the noise to find the silence of peace
-MWAM