it
is
crowded.
i feel myself,
my energy,
fading.
too many
people they
don’t understand.
they just force
their way
in we
MUST
be together.
it is all
that’s important.
how do i
go on
for so many days
more
when i can’t even
breathe?
my lungs are
sucked
dry. how
do i continue
on let alone smile?
i can’t
get over this
invisible hump, this
concrete wall.
i can’t
find the door
through.
and i want to.
so
badly.
i want to
throw the door open,
run the hell through it
and slam that sucker
shut.
seal it
on all four sides, and
make sure
it never opens
again. i
can start over.
a clean
slate. i
can start anew. i
can forget now,
and move on.
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Screaming
PoetryI fight the screaming, the fear, the embarrassing stupidity. I don't give in but. Sometimes it wins. Sometimes I lose who am I, I lose the ability to form to form to form sentences and thoughts wi which don't repeat the ability to form the ability...
