Poets Words

Reese Watson, Reporter

The world swims before my eyes,

I can’t tell what’s real,

Or what is my imagination.

All I see is black and white.

No color.

Just shapes,


All walking and talking at the same time.

It’s overwhelming.

I can’t take it anymore,

I have to get out.

Get out of this place,

Get out of this hallucination.

But I can’t.

Because there is nobody to pull me out.

There is nobody there for me.

Nobody to be my rock,

My world,

My soul. 

Nobody there to comfort me,

To laugh with me,

To cry with me.

I am alone,

In this dark void,

Where nothing seems real.

And I can’t get out.