Order & Confusion: A Poem

I absolutely hate poetry. This is a poem.




There was a 
dull, 
potent, 
gnawing ache in the pit of my stomach. 
I was scared. 
There are few things in life I know I can trust 
whole heartedly, 
and at the top of that very short list is my Mind. 
My Mind.
But my Mind, 
my own conscience had abandoned me. 
The usual organized 
                    stacks 
                       of 
                          thoughts 
                             and 
                                facts 
were being blown around.
All clarity was lost.