the turk returns

By skyedog

WALL OF CONFUSION #1

MERHABA MY FRIENDS

I lift up my head and see my destiny before me,
steeped in a veiled vision, my vision hard to focus.
With my back against the wall searching the distance
for a beacon of hope, something, anything to guide me.
The veils of mist still float around, hiding the obvious,
as the world goes on around me, i hear nothing , except
my own thoughts, they remind me of a song i heard a long
time ago "HE`S NOT WAVING....HE`S DROWNING".
I feel the icy winds lapping at my face, it does nothing to
relieve the despair that floats within.
The numbness i can`t shake off.
At times we all need a helping hand, it`s hard to grab the
outstretched hand, as voices within decline the offer.
A complex or a simple state of mind, How do you rationalize
your inner self.

(Turkwords)

TURK :()

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