|midnight thoughts|

Trapped

I've watched the people
of the world
live their lives,
from the perspective
of my own little cage.

All of the freedom
I could ever want
is at my fingertips,
but I'm trapped
inside my head,
and there is
no way out.

With each passing day,
it closes in on me
just a little more.

Crows caw at
the bland gray sky,
and my vision blurs.

I'm always there,
but I'm never
there.

I'm alive,
but I'm not
living.

I feel stuck.
Frozen in time, yet time
is slipping away from me
like sand between my fingertips.

Trapped.

But no one can hear you screaming
in your
own
damn
head.

I usually refrain from cussing in my stories and stuff, but I just thought it emphasized my point the best so I'm going with it. Stay beautiful, my lovely flowers!
-Alexandra<3