Here, Today - Poem, Sort Of

I'll just sit here for a while

At my desk, putting some order into my thoughts

or letting them out,

breaking dams, trashing barriers

Too much is going on in my head

and outside

in the real world

and I got everything mixed up

I would like to gather myself

into a foetus like position

and lay for a while on the ground

seeking answers

for the questions I was too afraid to ask.

only a short break from this hurricane of feelings and things that have to be done

I am a broken puppet

look, my limbs got all tangled up

breathing is pain

everything in pain

and tears

Could somebody please fix me up,

make my right

set me free?

Oh, I see,

there is nobody for the job

I have to do it myself

for the sake of my children, you understand

So I'll go now
I have to make some calls

I've got my conscience on the line

Excuse me and thank you for listening.