Confusion reigns supreme
My mind is split
My house divided
Become unrooted
Unmoored
No space is home
But both provide a space to lay my head
Begging myself for help
Too split to be whole
But a hole in ny consciousness is getting larger
Gonna fall through with no lifecord
To be two all at once
To be craving a stable space
But at no set table do I belong
Soon,
Soon, it will have to change
Categories: identity, mental health, Poetry, Psychology
psychologistmimi 
Yin Yang Soul
Body Mind
HeART SPiRiT
SPLiT WHoLE
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i like the phrase ying yang soul 🙂
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Thanks.. PM..:)
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The confusion deconcentrates us life. I liked the poem.
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thank you. have a great weekend!
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Great poem Mimi!!!
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thank you. Have a great one!
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