I’m trapped in a box But that box is my vessel And my vessel is my body And my body is me
Trapped within myself My thoughts contorted Into grotesque thoughts I once believed were only visible in nightmares
My body no longer feels like my own I feel as if this is just an out-of-body experience As I gaze upon the shell of who I once was Confused by what I have become
I’m perpetually confused Forever in a daze Aimlessly drifting As my past and present selves conflict
If I am who I once was And not who I currently am Then who exactly is the person Staring at me in the mirror
Depression sad sadness paradox poem freeverse coping mechanism method depressed metaphor trapped within oneself