Poetry

Frozen

in this spot.

Not just any spot

the same spot I get lost in everyday.

I try to shake myself from this hold on me

but, each day it keeps grabbing me harder and longer.

I don’t want to be stuck in this space for much  longer for it feels like

everything that once was so bright is so dull and unwanted now.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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