My Mind

By Gloria Solomon 15 months ago

"Why do I feel this way?" I asked myself.

I feel a thousand emotions.

Like a bulb, disconnected from its filament.

How would it lit up?

Of course, it wouldn't.

I tell myself again, 

Perhaps its karma, 

Perhaps I'm cursed,

Perhaps I'm sick.

The answers are ineffable.

Nobody knows, nor do they understand.

I have no control.

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