Category : Poems

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I haven't written anything in a long time my mind is tangled so i guess its about time for me to unwind i never feel like i have enough time life is moving to fast for me to see everything is just a blur as my life passes me by i feel that i am in a glass box with glass locks so i can see everything but i can't experience anything nothing excites me anymore in fact im rather board and i get really jealous at the people who have so much and they don't deserve it and i have so little and i feel belittled because everyone seems to have more than me my brain wont shut up it won't let me be so at night i stay up until my eyes finally give up and shut because my brain makes me think to much i don't have writers block because my brain never stops it doesn't really know how to drop a topic and it thinks faster than i can type or write and now a days its difficult to understand whats wrong and right and the more i unravel about life the more i don't understand my hands and feet are freezing i can't really feel my heart beating im a machine all i can hear is the tick tock on the clock that reminds me my time is running out but again im in a glass box isolated from the world so there's really nothing i can do about it the air inside is thin as i struggle to collect my needed oxygen my lungs fill with toxins and i become intoxicated to weak i can't  break the glass my strength has faded and then someone opens a little hole then i feel oxygen in my soul then they close it again and here i am back at the start im torturing myself and i can't stop and it doesn't help only hearing a clock that goes tick tock there's nothing to block my thoughts so all i really can do is sit and think more as the amount of oxygen in my glass box begins to shrink again the torture never ends but im to selfless to end my own self im to kind to take my own life and i will continue to struggle with no one to cuddle or hug me i have no comfort and no one to love me