SEE THROUGH...

Blurry windows,

Broken mirrors,

Muddled minds,

Partial sanity,

Warped reflection.

Some sort of clarity is needed,

To see through_

Surface and mundane things

Like my mind when the voices take over,

And your confused thoughts.

...what would be, que sera?

What would be when you cannot see,

The things that need to be seen?

Where do you go,

When the memories take over,

And they cloud your senses?

Que sera?

©Pikachu

# 30 days poetry challenge

# Day 6

# Clarity