Samantha Wallace Poetry

In the tv light
Curled up in bed
Nice and warm
With pen and pad.

A million thoughts
That can't be expressed
Total mind block
Nothing to confess.

Just consumed with nothing
Yet it feels like something is there
I have emotion
The question is where?

This peace is kind of awkward
Yet comforting in many ways
Everything is quiet
It's just one of those lazy days

Poet: Samantha Wallace