Dazed Often

I Look, but I don’t See.

I Listen, but I don’t Hear.
I Speak, but I don’t Talk.






I’m in a daze.



A tired and jaded daze.







Why?




Who knows?







Tired…



Jaded…




Dazed…







I go through the motions perfectly.



I say, look, and listen.
But I don’t talk, see, and hear.






The daze comes over me.

Covering me in fog.


I just don’t care if it goes on…







Rain.



Does the rain do this to me?
No.




It’s raining…


But not always,



Not constantly;


Yet this daze is on me most all days.






This daze that’s not bad,

And not good;



Only vaporous.






It covers me now


And more often.






I’m not bothered by it,


Nor am I happy with it;

Only dazed,


And dazed often.





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moonpetal said...
Aug. 3, 2010 at 6:11 pm
I love it! The way it was spaced really helped your point LOL! I can relate to that just sigh, dazed :) Great way 2 go!
 
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