To Be Honest, I Don'T Even Know Anymore.

Poem By Justin Moffitt

My mind
Is it even my own?
I feel like it's lost
Among a sea of thoughts
Trying to find its way back home

And it floats on & on
Just traveling the sea
Passing the barrier
Where the present meets you and me

Passing the barrier of broken dreams
and the meaningless apologies
That scratched at my wounds
and wouldn't let me breathe

Comments about To Be Honest, I Don'T Even Know Anymore.

Nice poem. It seemed to pull me into the words and find my own meaning of this poem.
Sigh..beautiful written, full of meanings to me, thank you! !

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