tangled in voices

the pale
I need to look out
beyond the pale,
quiescent
where the light
is clear

How do you keep your vision,
perspective,
self
when it seems so
different,
removed
from your day-to-day life?
The mind gets
tangled,
twisted
around unimportant
things.
What seems clear
outside
away
becomes
shrouded
in
uncertainty.
Voices,
drowning out
understanding.