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May 2021
who are you
who am i
what is this
where am i

my hand is no longer my own
my heart is too much my own
my forehead feels tight
the lights too bright

who am i
what is this
where am i

the movements i make seem odd
i am no longer in control
yet who is this typing
if not me

what is this
where am i

my jaw aches and my head throbs
i recognize myself yet i do not
i stare at a wall
it moves?

where am i

the back of my mind is my home
i feel trapped inside it
i strain against the bars
there is no one to hear me
happens way too often
Written by
mary liles  18/F
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