I'm trying to write
But the words won't come
I'm trying to move
But my legs won't run
I stand at an impass
look left and right
How can something so simple
Be such a fight?
Something's stopping me;
Something's holding me back
I look at it's face
and see myself staring back.
My feet will go numb
If I sit her any more,
But I can't seem to get them
to stay on the floor.
So I'll stay
Silent.