Sitting In The Dark

Sitting in the dark

An age since I last moved

I am numb

Not even the coldness of the metal chair I lean on

 Gives me an impression of feeling anymore

I see nothing

I think

"Where am I?"

 "Who am I?"

What have I become?"

In the darkness of this room

Of this soul

I try desperately to clutch to a fragment of myself

Of the thing I want to be

TheWanderingSupertramp TheWanderingSupertramp
26-30, M
2 Responses Feb 17, 2010

You were having trouble putting this into words. I understand it, but it seems you struggled writing it. *hugs*

wow....nice reece..and important thoughts..<br />