Life The unknown

I don't often do poetry, so this will proably be bad

I hear the sounds of  birds

the water lapping at rocks

gentle swaying of trees



I watch as birds gather

flock and fly away 

The feel of the mud

between my toes

after it rains

so I take off my socks

but suddenly all things

freeze, it all changes



I hear thunder as I watch the birds,

as the herd start to

skittishly run around

that's when it happens



The flash of something bright

like a shock wave only louder

it seems their is no way out

Am I surrounded or lost in, WHAT



Is it subconscious or alive

Broken or fixed how can anything

be as absurd as this, can I wake up

Or is this permanent, lost unto

oblivion.



All I can do is fight

Fight for what I know

Or what I do not know

is it possible to be fine in

what is unknown or am I lost



Struggle with what I can and

allow what I don't to take it's

own course one unknown

even if it changes me forever



I know everything will come out alright













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