I seem to be stuck

 

I seem to be stuck in a dark corridor of thoughts

Crawling to find a door

Feeling around I try to find something to grasp

Nothing is there

My arm is outstretched

Someone must see me

Someone must be around

No bright light

No doors

Just a hallway

Just a dark empty floor

I shiver

An immense pain comes

The pain is a comfort, though

That I can even feel anything is a blessing

I hear my thoughts aloud

I am dreaming, I say

Then I realize

It was not I who had said that

It was a memory

Of the good times that have helped me

Through this pain

The agony of a girl who cannot find something

Something

Something

Anything

Reviews

[Nancy Lee Shrader]

This is an amazing piece. Many of us from time to time have had a memory overtake our inner thoughts and dreams. Some of those memories are ones we wish we could forget. Well done.

Author: Nancy Lee Shrader