Stuck…
I’m paralyzed,
unable to break free of the fear.
It consumes me.
Stuck…
I have words that want to escape.
Ideas that won’t take hold.
Thoughts without an ending.
Stuck…
Try though I might,
nothing quiets the doubt.
The voices are too loud.
I’m stuck in my head.
I will break free.
I have to.
©2018 Brooke Lee
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