What will be
Will never be
There is no longer a 'me'
To understand
I'm the static
You see on TV
Where I once flipped through
Channel after channel with you
The same happens on my end
Channel after channel
No image to be shown
This world feels claustrophobic
Tightening, squeezing, suffocating
An area that is blinding
That is not the 'me'
I can be
Find me only on a screen
Filled with nonsense
YOU ARE READING
Stuck in Between: • limbo •
PoetryPoems I put together of when I feel trapped somewhere in between. A feeling I cannot seem to describe. Hope you enjoy
