Profusion of confusion
Complexity of perplexity
Exclusion of conclusion
And you feel wired and tired at the same time
And you feel cheery and weary at the same time
Ignoring the real-time life crisis
Trying psychological zymolysis
Result is your psychic cytolysis
And you are in a turmoil
Your brain about to boil
From the truth you recoil
But . . . this is your life, so rife with pain, no gain,
And this is your choice to ignore your inner voice,
So what am I to say? This is certainly not my way!
I truly do love you and wish you all the best
And eventually, one day, peace and rest . . .
One day, some way
Someday, I do pray
noblethemes 
Wow! Jonathan, it looks like you wrote about me 🙂
Very nice poem.
Really? Wow! 🙂 Thank you, Monica! I hope you’re still enjoying being buried in snow! 😉 I wish we had some of that here where I live. Anyway, as always all the best to you w/peace & blessings!
I always enjoy the snow 🙂