I loved the hard edges of the opening stanza...did you fade off to softness later on purpose?

This is absolutely beautiful. I love how you have arranged all the words and they play out it such a beautiful manner.
Confusion can take a hold of our minds so fast and so strong, and the many thoughts that invade the mind really does make it hard to concentrate on other things in life.
Very Well Done Poem... I loved it..

Wow... How are ya doing J? Call me. I have all the answers. Yeah...

I know most of these questions myself. Worse yet, I know the fragments of them. I wish I knew some of the answers.

staccato to smoothness all the while the beat continues the "why?"

Hey, sweetie,
All I know is I keep this Rainer Maria Rilke quote close by at all times. Maybe it'll help tonight:

"Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything. At present you need to live the question. Perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer, some distant day."

from Letters to a Young Poet

Take care, dearie. Take good care.

I loved this, Jlynne. I think we've all been there at some point.

I KNOW I added you as a favourite months ago. It's saying you're not on my list though, so here I go again :)

I dunno Brian. I'm like that I guess. I try to be a hard-ass, but I guess I'm not real good at it. :)

Fireeyes, thanks. Confusion indeed takes hold sometimes.

Trig - I'm so excited you have answers! I'm saved!

Nana, yeah...problem is how can find answers when you can't even complete the question?

Chuck, yes. Why? Why is there so much why?

Waking...gulp. Thank you for that lovely quote. I feel such pressure to figure it all out. This changes that. I need to assimilate that into my life. Thank you so much.

I LOVE Rainer Marie Rilke. My favorite is this:

A Walk

My eyes already touch the sunny hill.
going far ahead of the road I have begun.
So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp;
it has inner light, even from a distance-

and changes us, even if we do not reach it,
into something else, which, hardly sensing it,
we already are; a gesture waves us on
answering our own wave...
but what we feel is the wind in our faces.

I struggle to grasp what it means, but for some reason, it always comforts me.

Thanks Waking. You're a treasure.

Thanks so much Natalie. Sometimes it feels like it will always be like this. BUT, the sun DOES rise tomorrow, doesn't it?

JK, yes, it's the trying not to go crazy while waiting part that gets me. Thanks for coming by. Really.

Following your comment to JK--what's wrong with going a little crazy? Let it go and let it be all the while knowing it is percolating in the back of your mind. Breathe, breathe.

Gosh, I just don't know what to say here.

Yeeesh!!! I just realized that I am somewhere in your list of questions. I identify with this. We can be so strong, see things in black and white...and yet...there are questions we can't (or don't wish to) answer.

This is very, very good. It matters.

too, too familiar. This is really good, j lynne.
Rated.

You mean other people are confused too?

So familiar. All the little questions, and the one big question. If you understood it all--what would change? Could you still live your day to day life if you had the answers, or would you be compelled to do something about them?

I understand, and relate. Very cool picture that goes perfectly with the words. Sometimes questions have their own timeline.

I just can't think of anything to say except how very much this resonates with me. The questions, the confusion and that longing for clarity. And yet one day moves on into another day and...
"She’ll pretend everything’s okay." because "they/he" would have it so.

Don't give up. Something's got to give. I hate when my head is there but you expressed that head trip so well. You need to take your head somewhere that will give you a better inner monologue although this one is so well done. The place "she" is at, is not good for her except in creative outlet.

"She’ll pretend everything’s okay."

My head screams, NO!! Your ending of resignation is very disturbing to me.

"Fractions of thoughts
Richocheting through her brain
Each one incomplete"

Great capture.
You're not alone.
:-)

mypsyche, but if I go a little crazy, who's going to put the lid back on?

OM, thank you for "getting it". I knew you would.

Unbreakable, thank you so much.

Cap'n, other people are confused? Nah...it's probably just me.

Sirenita, Oooh...."would I be compelled to do something about them". Yikes. You ask the hard questions. I like it. Food for thought...

Dr.Spud, yes I suppose questions do have their own timelines. Otherwise, like a child, I may not be ready for those truths.

Sharon, * s i g h * , you get me. Clarity is most often out of reach for me. I get flashes of it on occasion, but as fast as it comes, it goes away. Sometimes I think I've almost got it, and then poof.

Awww Leonde, don't be disturbed. This is just one of those moments. I don't always live in that place. I'll never give up. Not really.

Spotted - thanks. Good to know I'm not alone. I don't think I'm unusual or different than any other person out there. I wonder if there's anyone who has it all figured out. I doubt it.

I love the fractions of thought line. Women especially (sorry gents) have such a torrent of snippets of thoughts that do just that, bounce like rubber balls as we smile and act like everything is fine. Well done for capturing that so precisely.