One Year In

Off white blank
expanse that reminds me of me
every morning
when I open my eyes and try to
remember the black of the inside of
my eyelids, spent all night staring at them
and wake to this surface my
 mind likes to draw on
half forgotten dreams of
foreign bodies and shores distant
cliff faces dark waters and mountains I
need to drag myself up
windows I can’t reach, car crashes
and bridges I can only jump
down from
 twitchy and uncomfortable

I’ll shut this body off again
for a while to wonder where
they come from
words floating around ahead in
well formed sentences I have trouble
catching, looking up to find but
they’re gone again
and then I remember to blink and
I’ll notice a new mould spot on
my ceiling that wasn’t there yesterday
when I lay here doing the same thing,

Reviews

[...]

so poetic and poignant
i find lost feelings
and then they vanish
in an instant
dunno where they go

[darknewday]

This is an exceptional poem. I am glad to have had the chance to read it. The imagry is great, and it relays it's emotions amazingly.

[Aleyah]

I liked this a lot, the imagery is very good, and the seemingly hopeless atmosphere really captured my attention. Wonderful details and great, unique flow :) amazing piece

[WaterColorPanda]

it's very well worded, and vivid. Aren't there dreams at night though? wouldn't that make opening your eyes to the off white all the more unsettling? a world of infinity into a world of nothing.