I am stuck..
My mind holding me captive,
a slave to my own thoughts.

Holding in a fear not yet known to me.
I somehow keep myself stuck,
afraid what will happen if I move on.

Forever, not only one night.
But forever caught,
I make no sense of my thoughts.
The thoughts that are keeping me captive,
Do I not yet know my own self?

Should I drone on for the rest of my being?
I have not yet decided…
Could it be, that I am only thinking of my past?
Could it be, that I dwell in the past?

I cannot become unstuck for my very own reasons.
Though I do not know yet the reasons,
I am sure they are petty, and unreasonable, as they always are.
But as my days so slowly drag about,
I haven’t seen a good reason to be stuck.

I am told to move from the past,
To create a good future for myself.
I am yet dreary of my future and afraid to think so far ahead.
So for now, I will continue to stick to my stuck path,
And soon find a way to dig myself out.