A Muddling Predicament

My head is a mixture

A muddle of things

I don't know why

Or where to begin

Where does the dark go

Once you've flicked out the light?

I can't see a conclusion

This eternal plight

Please, I don't know

No rhyme or reason

Doubt let me go

I've committed no treason

Such confusion

What does one do?

No one to ask

They're all done for too

Please take me home

Back in my shell

Nostalgic warmth

Far from this hell

Through isolation

Responsibility

Oh that reason

How I loathe thee

Stop it. Stop pushing me

Cease and desist

Reality

An awkward augmented mist

Oh fuck

Now I have rhymes trapped in my head

Like I didn't have enough to fret on instead.