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Paralysis

I write in my car these days.
It’s the only place I can think,
Find the time,
Breathe.

Everywhere else is too busy. Too much.

It feels like the Earth is spinning without me.
Maybe tomorrow I, too, will spin.

Style / type: 
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing stage: 
Content level: 
Not Explicit Content

Comments

Of being frozen in place by overwhelming situations and emotions. The knowing that the feeling will pass and we will continue to move again. Well done!

~RoseBlack~

exactly right. Thank you!

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