Nothing much this time, I'm just feeling rather down and frustrated, so yea, this will be a angsty poem by me.. >.> ...Never did bother to think up a titile, then again, suffering doesn't need a title..

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How can I know what to know,
When the world is spinning around me?
How do I figure out the answer;
When the sands of time keep shifting?

Can I ever be certain again?
Can I ever be in control again?
Can I ever find a way out of the confusion;
That haunts me by day and by night?

I grasp at the wind,
Catching nothing but myself,
Only to have confidence elude me;
Slipping into the depths of irony.

How I wish time would stop,
If only to give me a brief respite,
Wishing to take a break;
To close my eyes and rest till I wake.

The days pass by in frustration,
Constantly weaving the intricate mask of lies,
Casting a dream of illusion;
Onto the twisted face that is mine.

The times I reach out my hand,
Only to take it back at the last second,
Never daring to push past the delicate line;
That separates the truth from the lie.

If only I could say how it's like,
Without hiding behind a wall of words,
Carefully dancing the steps of life;
Each smile forced and grotesque.

I hate the way hurt creeps upon me,
Wounding me through those I hold dear,
Having to smile through it all;
Never showing the scars I hold within.

I long for the day I can leave this behind,
Never to have to think about this again,
Never to cast my net again into the ocean;
In hope of finding a shard of understanding.

fully of emotion and very well written..makes me feel what you are feeling...
keep it up and write more .. very good