Some fogs make life blurred forever The never ending clouds of bad weather A storm of anger, a river of rage A singing songbird in a birdcage The past sometimes blurs the future forever It claws its way out, buried never A nightmare all along, a regret lifelong A hollowing urge to undo the wrong Some questions have no answers however You are supposed to answer whatsoever A thought to rethink, an uneasiness Blotted sheets of paper, a queasiness #blurred #life #inspired #poetry #deepfeelings
