I'm Stuck

I wrote this at 4 this morning in the dark on a piece of a paper towel with a pen that was out of ink. It's nothing great but I like the premise of it.

I'm stuck in a world

where my eyes are always open

No one ever knows

and doors are forever closed.

Where white meets black.

Where friends are the whispers at your back.

Reviews

[~angelalala~]

this is so deep & powerful. in so few words, you've said so much. I especially love the last line. it is so true. darkly beautiful work.

[Annalisa]

I love this poem until the last stanza. The last two lines change the mood of the poem, but the first tow stanzas are amazing. They make a poem by themselves. Good write.