the top and the bottom draw
the top and the bottom shelf
the ins and the outs
the back and the front
why cant I be in the middle draw?
where everything is just..ok
no loss of feeling
no gain of pain
why cant I be the shelf in-between?
where im niether here nor there
not on top feeling big
not below feeling small
why cant I be half way in and half way out?
where im undecided but fine
no pressure to be something else
no pressure to feel alright
why cant I be turned to the side?
where im balanced and free
not facing isolation
not facing ecstasy
NO top and bottom draw!
NO top and bottom shelf!
NO ins and outs!
NO back and front!
why cant i just be free?
im longing for limbo!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Welcome to PH. I'm new too. I like your poem because I can really relate to it. It's pretty much sums up where I'm at or rather where I would like to be. Nice write :)