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[Caleb Murdock]

I don't feel that I exist
I feel like the slipped disc of a
solar eclipse
But because the darkness groans like someone left too long alone,
I feel the painful sting
which means, alas,
that I persist

This is an interesting take on "I think, therefore I am". It's succinct and has compelling images, good alliteration and good internal rhyme. I love the fourth line, and I like the "alas". The poem makes its point very capably. I definitely like this poem. It's similar to something that I would have written when I was younger and writing in free verse, and I can really relate to it.