I Don't Even Know

by brianaw2014

April 29, 2013

As we scale across the fluffy, white blanket, We start to ponder what we've lost. Life, love, happiness; But then we realize, We have everything We have Life.

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brianaw2014Apr 30, 2013

My reason for calling it I don't even know was because I was in a blank state of mind when I wrote it. It was more of a Freudian slip than anything. So, I guess I wasn't sure what to call it.

brianaw2014Apr 30, 2013

I called it I don't even know because when I wrote it, my mind was in such a blank state, that I wasn't even quite sure of what I was writing. But that blank state allowed me to express my feelings, almost like a Freudian slip.

MVP-Most Valuable PoetApr 29, 2013

this is a poem of appreciation in terms of honoring what we do have question-why did you call this poem "i don't even know" keep writing-im a power poetry mentor