Stuckered

Stuckered

A Poem by jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

there are times

when i am sick of me

tired of my thought processes

and skippingrecordgroove emotions

tired of the pale eggshell colour

that sometimes inhabits my inner mind

so i withdraw

stop writing

stop thinking

stop overanalyzing

living just to live...

 

sometimes

(like this time)

it works

and sometimes

well,

sometimes

it just doesn't

in those times

(thankfully rare)

i find myself at quite a loss

of what to feel or how to think

stuck in the ambered-fly moment

until something

(someone?)

manages to break me free

 

© 2009 jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)


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that was so true ,it happens a lot..how true..
it happens when someone feels sick of his own self and just feels like to stop all thoughts
and would like to retreat back inside himself..like a shield that will stop all thinking
and will just live,like death inside the very life,but still its living..and there you just wait
you are at loss of what to feel or think..like all time stopped,and yet you wait
for something ,no someone to come and break you free..how i felt what you see
for i saw it a lot before..lived it a lot before..felt so cut from all life..was afraid not ever coming back
so lovely ..so deep ,these thoughts are and so true..they happened a lot
lovely write..

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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This poem totally resonates with me, my friend.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

that was so true ,it happens a lot..how true..
it happens when someone feels sick of his own self and just feels like to stop all thoughts
and would like to retreat back inside himself..like a shield that will stop all thinking
and will just live,like death inside the very life,but still its living..and there you just wait
you are at loss of what to feel or think..like all time stopped,and yet you wait
for something ,no someone to come and break you free..how i felt what you see
for i saw it a lot before..lived it a lot before..felt so cut from all life..was afraid not ever coming back
so lovely ..so deep ,these thoughts are and so true..they happened a lot
lovely write..

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)
jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

Vancouver, BC, Canada



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Playful and eager to explore new styles of writing, and to hone my skills. i'm reaching a point now where i can write a poem and be able to say that it is something i really like. I'm an avid reader, .. more..

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