Sanity
How did I get stuck in a mirror?
Reflecting all of existence, but it’s a tight space.
Big Places
and Big Moments
and Big Emotions scream in my ear,
“There’s no space! Move over!”
And I resemble a ball.
Deflated-
Pressed against the glass.
Weak whimpers wash away with any hope
My tears stain my cheeks with lunacy.
But I swear
I’m not crazy,
just trapped.
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