Clouded

Sometimes your mind
is too concentrated
with ideas and emotion

too congested to concoct
any inspiration, any spark
of comprehensible words.

You feel too much
love, too little
happiness, and varying
amounts of sorrow.

Unsure of which to attend
to first, you subdue them
all and float through life.

You’ll never know
the warmth
of a cloudless sky.

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