I feel stuck.
In some indiscernible.
Former life.

I don't feel confident enough.
To do anything.
But, get stuck in the static.
And nostalgia.
Of a song I like.

From.
Long ago.

No more life.
No more.

I just want to recede.
Into the roof of my closed eyes.

Remember I was young and idealistic.
Once.

Some time ago.
In this metered rhythm.