Scratch Your Head Poem by Samuel Richard Leonard

Is the sun rising or setting?
I cannot seem to tell,
either coming or going
it has already befell.

I wonder how to feel,
and question why I do.
Did someone steal
my heart, was it you?

Warm or cold,
either way I'll think;
what weight does it hold,
how deep can I sink?

Where do I turn?
I've gone around and around.
What is it to burn,
where is the ground?

I feel as a blind man,
deaf to the sea
and unable to stand.
Is this a dream?

Smile and i'll smile,
frown and i'll cry.
I can go another mile,
all the while wondering why.
- Samuel Richard Leonard