Festgerannt

Images in your head, too dimly lit,
Long time since you've seen any land.
Talked a lot, said nothing,
Tried a lot, dared nothing.
You've been so terribly sorry for yourself,
Even your mirror looks sadly at you.
Every mean word a kick,
Every mean look a sharp cut.
When you're deep in the ground.

Stuck, without courage, without strength.
Stuck, inferior.
Stuck, with heart and mind.
Stuck, and still
never, never, never, never, never, never, never given up.

You've set your mind on something,
Lost and deeply hurt
Yet you're looking for something that drives you on,
Just before the air runs out.
And you learn to kick again,
Following only instinct.
You reach for every straw.
Who doesn't swim, drowns.

Stuck..............