I'm blinded in so much possibility.
I sense the control over me.I'm pressured to pursue.
I decode my plan.I'm covered with agony.
I doubt what's next.I'm worried about the walls.
I do not know how to continue.I'm frightened all over my body.
I can't speak nor stand.I'm the emotion within.
I the person who speaks.
YOU ARE READING
In my midst Poetry
PoetryA compilation of random poetry. Amid the conviction of emotion.