Confused

Standing there in a daze,
lost,
confused,
unsure,
not knowing where to turn,
not knowing where to look,
like sitting inside a puzzle with the pieces all spread around you
you know what the picture is supposed to look like,
the picture consist of your life,
the happy times,
the sad times,
the love times,
the alone times,
the times that make your life what it is,
but yet you sit there among the pieces,
looking at them,
not sure where to start,
what peice to pick up first,
lost in the presence of your life,
confused about what was,
not sure what is to be,
not knowing where to turn,
not knowing where to look.
 

Author's Note

Very new to this, I am looking for any feed back, good, bad, indifference, etc...

Reviews

[Eagle Cruagh]

The first thing I would observe about your
writing is this. I wish I had done that !
Let me see..... here is one:
Poetry is so good that
it does not require punctuation
Don`t recall who said that , but he knew
what he was talking about.

I have written hundreds of poems, but
I wish that I had written, "Confused" ,

----- Eagle Cruagh

[Ellen Tylor]

Okay, I like the analogy using the puzzle--sometimes our life really does seem like broken puzzle pieces, all scattered about. You can tell you wrote what you were really feeling at the time. I can feel your pain. Watch your spelling and grammer, though. I would be more than happy to tidy things up for you before you submit. As long as they are not about the Wicked Witch, hahahaha.

[nettkellar]

Not Bad