Confusion circles around my every touch, every feel, and every thought. Where am I and where am I going? Who am I being and who do I want to be? Am I being true, and am I being right? The thoughts are flowing but pouring in is my cement, my distractions of music and text messages and the shiver in my spine clicks with my brain telling me the mood will change again soon. What track am I on? I want to be on the right one, to figure out what is good for my state of mind. I’ve been thinking all damn night long, insomnia has overclouded my current sleep schedule. It’s been weeks of anger, tears, hypnotics and fears. The fears of you and fears of me, fears of hurt and regret, Am I your beautiful train wreck or are you mine? Roller coaster emotions beginning with amber shades of mystifying red, 4, 3, 2, 1… emotions of crystal blue oceans, waves suffocating my every thought, jumping out of my skin, chills running down my spine, multiple chills it’s a rat race baby. Fire, ice, lava and rainbows, doom, death and despair, life, heaven and purity, who am i? Good and evil? Pure and majestic like the silhouette of a white Bengal tiger lurching around the trees in the bloody Mary sunset. Will a thought ever be a complete one? Or just lists and questions, rambling and scattered thoughts lying all throughout the marbled floor. Frustrations of all sorts, I feel like my worst enemy.