I am stuck within lines
My wings have been cut
My thoughts were idling,
I was coated with fear
Tiptoeing every single action
It is not a yes nor a no
I am in between green and red
Yet anger resides in me
Imagine floating betwixt ocean and skies
Numb and immobile entity
Like figuring out life in a box
Yes—that's how it's been these days
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Author:
Celestellar (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I hope we find the reason to live life with flavors, again.
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