Motionless

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Summary

A short poem I wrote yesterday, expressing the feeling of being stuck. I'm not that experienced in writing poetry, so would love feedback from poets.

Genre
Poetry
Author
Nic
Status
Complete
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
13+

Motionless

A rock sits in the mud, sinks

further with time.

It’ll never be free of its muck, clinging

to its jagged skin.

But still, it sits in the sludge; a rock

can’t move, you see.

Not on its own.