Blind Folded Poem by Rayven Forrest

How do you explain the unexplanatory
Then try to cross the uncrossable boundary.
Why do so many questions arouse the mind?
Giving it multiple things to think about without many signs.
Do you have to wonder about so many things
Just to get a few things to go as you see?
How are you suppose to think the positive
If you can't possibly get your head out of the negative?
How can you define the things that make no sense at all
If your mind is constantly making you feel so small?
Where can you go when things go down hill
If your secret place has been revealed?
Who do you run to when you need a shoulder
If it turns cold and left without any cover?
How do you fix the unfixable
If you don't have the pieces available?
All of these questions and reasons why
If there is always a reason, then why do we continue to try?
Again, how do you explain the unexplanatory
Then try to cross the uncrossable boundary
If the reasons don't give you a clear view to see.