Being Swallowed (09/03/2013)
Overwhelming sense of dread,
of clutter
clinging at my heart, my mind
activities, money, love,
family, the need to live up
to expectations
that seem more trouble,
much farther away then what was assumed
before.
I want to take a day
drive away, far away
submerge myself in the sounds
of solitude, and peace
The relief of feeling no pressure
no pain, the weight lifted
to release that strangled breath
and exhale the sweer carbon that is freedom.
This suffocation, I don't know how long I can handle
I'm being swallowed by the expectations of life
and I want out
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