Foreign Possession Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

A tense stillness fills the inside of a heart,
waiting, unafraid, angry at the feeling it
causes within.

Wanting to tear or rip it out physically, but
cannot, using imagination does no use either.

Nothing seems to touch it, this incapacitating
mode defies logic, there is no reason for it.

Understanding does not approach, feelings have
captured my entire being, I am a hostage.

Knowing and wanting to break away somehow, not
being able to.

If only knowing would come to mind there might
be a swift solution.

It does not and continued feelings are possessed
by something foreign to inner nature.

What is the cause, where is understanding hiding?

Lifeless, turning away, feeling yet, a tense
stillness, blocking the way.