The Road to Nowhere
A Poem
1 min readApr 7, 2024
This body feels foreign
Like I cannot recognize
The figure in the mirror
As though I’m a puppet
Whose strings someone else is pulling
As if I’m dying to itch
A phantom limb that never existed.
Lover/writer of poetry, romance, paranormal, self-help, etc. I don’t enjoy the confines of a niche. Published author: What Storms May Bring: Seasons of Change.