Jaslyn Irby
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I’m Stuck
I’m stuck, I can move but I’m stuck. Think about that for a second, say that line one more time. To be able to move but you're absolutely standing still. Your mind keeps running a fuckin' race but you can’t move so you stand still. Your eyes are watching the clouds as they move, hoping you move too. Your hair keeps flowing in the wind tryin' to show you, that you can dance along. But you stand in the same fuckin' spot trying to move along. Then suddenly, you transport to a different scenery. With people you know holding conversations that you can’t hold. You stand right beside a friend who you used to know. Standing still, you can move but can’t move. You're alive but can’t breathe, you're drowning and stuck below water watching the people above you laugh while you grieve. I’m stuck, I can move but I’m stuck. So I’ll just stand still.
By Jaslyn Irby6 years ago in Poets