{"sf1_id":369160,"sf2_id":"A1pbXB0m","title":"Poem #58: It","author":"bhscorch1313","words":131,"posted_at":"2012-04-23T22:00:00.000Z","tags":["Emotion","Poetry"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/369160-poem-58-it","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/A1pbXB0m","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/99/cb/99cb7e69-20a0-4c51-9df9-7354481b3609","description":"#59 of Poetry\n\nThis is a poem about the feeling that no one can describe. Enjoy.","content":"_It_\n\nI don't have any words to say  \nWhat is making me feel this way  \nA description of my thoughts  \nIs not available to see  \nI can only do my best  \nAnd try\n\nSomething grows in my chest  \nA thing not physical  \n(Causing the effects of one)  \nIt pokes around inside my mind  \nBrushing aside all my thoughts  \nAnd presenting itself to the front  \nIt wraps its strangely warm fingers  \nAround my throat and holds  \nIt creates wings of coarse paper  \nThe pull off a steep cliff  \nAnd drag me along  \nIts ropes of concrete bind me  \nI cannot move an inch\n\nThis feeling inside  \nI just cannot describe  \nI barely know it myself.\n\n~bhscorch\n\n[![Creative Commons License](http://i.creativecommons.org/l/by-nd/3.0/88x31.png)](http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nd/3.0/)  \n\"It\" by bhscorch is licensed under a [Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License](http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nd/3.0/)\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Poetry","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/365109-poem-57-blackness.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/369162-poem-59-heal.json"}}