Artsy Wednesday: A Photo & A Poem

Stuck - an original poem by Bubala

So everything is stuck
There is no flow
The world moves
My mind stands still
The memories never fade
They want to tear me apart
You wonder how I have survived
It's today again tomorrow
I can’t help it
I’m there before you
Pain is not a sign of weakness
I cannot write these words
I do not want them to be lost
When the writing has all faded away
I will be gone again
So this is me
Several feet of ink
Making up all of this worthlessness
Trying to let you know
I am only who you think I am