Fog of Confusion

::Fog of Confusion::

There is a fog of confusion that sometimes clouds my brain

When surrounded by this fog I am lost inside my pain

I have tried to let the fog sleep

But my low moods bring it back

Then I have to start all over again

To bring my serenity back

This never ending battle between the normal and insane

Often leaves me in awe of the skittishness of my brain

I need a star inside my head to always shine so bright

To keep the fog from returning and mucking up my life.

by Bonnie Jean Higgins

03-11-01

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4 responses to “Fog of Confusion

  1. I remember those days/weeks in January or February. At the end of a long run of bitltrey cold weather, we finally had a balmy -20C and my then 5-yearold son could be outside and play. When called in for dinner, he came in rosy-cheeked and while he ripped off his toque, he exclaimed Mom, it’s really WARM outside. It’s all in what you compare to

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