Have you ever felt completely entrapped by your own head?
Confusion and fury spinning like whirlwinds through your distorted mind...
Have you ever not understood yourself?
Who you are and what you stand for...
Have you ever felt lost?
Like youre standing in the middle of a desert, starving, alone and dying...
Nothing but the pressing heat on your back and every grain of sand burning the balls of youre feet with every pointless step you take into the unknown...
Every muscle, nerve and bone in your body telling you to give up...
But in false hope you live on...
Author notes
Just another metaphor for the fantastic thing known as life...
Please tell me what you think
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i miss you.
this sounds kinda like i feel..
so much pressure at the moment - the pressing heat on my back.
anyways.. hopefully catch up sometime, take care
really good poem
xx
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