Uneasy

There’s a feeling of discomfort

Uneasiness

It’s hard to know

What’s what

Different messages coming

It’s confusing

To know what to do

To know what’s real

It’s been like this for a long time

Almost two years

Everything feels different

Yet in some ways

It looks the same

The aura is different

My desire to write

Gets stifled sometimes

The muse is still there

But struggles to come out

There’s always a discomfort

In the background

Causing my spirit to stir and churn

Uneasy