I am confused.

 

And that confusion,

Is a place of dark corners,

And dusty, unopened boxes.

 

Unopened boxes,

With bottomless, dark depths.

Dark depths,

That lead down and down.

 

Down and down,

To I know not where,

Or to nowhere?

Or to non- existing?

Or themselves, non-exisiting,

A figment of the mind,

The confused mind.