Late Night Poetry

23.

i'm a mess

I'm
simply
a mess.
full of
jumbled thoughts
inside my
s c a t t e r e d brain.
forever caught
in a series of
daydreams
that take me
away
from
this
place.

I have
this wandering mind
and a heart
left loose
to find comfort
wherever
my mind
tells it
to go.

yet

the hole
left in
my chest
longs to
be filled.

right now
I'm missing
a few pieces
and
I might never
be complete

but what
I do have
is
lots of room
for love,
for hope,
and
for you.