Where Are The Answers? Poem by Anita Sørensen

I'm in my bed
staring at the white wall
trying to empty my head.

Thoughts, pictures and words
swirl around
one after another.

They don't make much sense
not seperately
and not together.

I try to make sense of it all.
I want to know
why all this is in my head.

I focuse
and concentrate
but no answers emerge.

I hope the answers
will come some day
and I will turn out
to be wiser, stronger and happier.

April 17th 2009