Confusion

From one minute to the next,
it seems time stands still then mends
together with tomorrow.

Blurs of colors, shapes, and faces,
telling me the opposite of what was told
previously, to me--asking me to understand and use my head
--my--head.

Days, weeks, years, decades, centuries, milenia
what do those mean--to a person who cannot even be in between each.
Only to try to stand and preach whats known and unknown by one who can't know.

"I don't know."
"I don't understand."
"I wasn't thinking."
"I made a mistake."

These statements are no longer in affect--not allowed--
never spoken--to say when your mind cannot find any other answer.

Confusion.
HameshaDee