I'm feeling a little drained after spending 5-6 hours on my day off staring at my laptop hoping that I'd somehow magically produce an essay. So, instead of writing a big post, I'm just going to leave a poem I wrote a few months back. I wrote this in a moment where I had this weird feeling that I couldn't really explain, so I wrote this to help me explain it to myself. Enjoy!
I'm not sure how to feel...
I think "Listless" is the word,
But that doesn't fit this feeling of guilt.
"Guilt" isn't right either.
I've done nothing wrong!
"Annoyance"? No. Too many
Variables. Nothing distinct.
"Melancholy"? Unlikely.
I'm hardly a Victorian.
It can't be "Despair".
That's far too dramatic.
I doubt it's "Depression"
That's far too extreme.
"Anxious" isn't correct.
I'm hardly a wreck.
"Sad" is too simple
"Miffed" is too childish.
"Sullen" is pubescent
I'M STILL UNDECIDED.
I guess, "Lost" is what I'm looking for...
My location is sound
But I'm mentally
"Adrift"
I'm no "Titanic".
My mind isn't a sinking ship.
I'd just like some "Peace"
From the fussing in my mind...
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