Confusion
I took my darkness
into the shadows,
and I lingered there a while.
Forgetting myself
and becoming swallowed in sorrow,
I was solaced in silence.
Wandering in circles
with no direction,
a controlled liberation
of feeling
encased my spirit,
and I was stuck,
ensnared in a web of freedom
too new to comprehend.
The oppressiveness of novelty
binds me to the search,
and I wonder if it’s worth
rejoining the light.
Memos from the Middle 