My Daily Pill

Day 15

                          Stuck

How does it feel to be left in winter;

Without fire nor a coat

Even a single matchstick to light this home.

How does it feel to be stuck in darkness;

Without anyone to hold on to

Nor something to grasp when you feel chills of dread.

How does it feel to be alone;

To have no one by your side

Nor a teddy for you to hug tight.

Would you stay with me

If I tell you how I feel?

Are you willing to be in blackout

Where emotions lack light?

I'm a total chaos;

The earthquake from the core

And the violent waves from the ocean.

I'm a mess;

Like the coffee spilled in a book's page

And the unwanted paint on white lace fabric.

I'm the total opposite;

When you think I am all smiles,

Hell, you should think again.