Like steam in a dark room, there's a feeling inside
A feeling that feels like it's trying to hide
A feeling that's awkward in the back of the room
A feeling that breaks and sticks in shards in my gloom
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Its rhythmic.Lots of feelings pass through the mind when we cannot view anything, but its equally hard to get hold of one or two and depict it.That's where your poem comes into play.A nice read.