April 16, 2012
I don't have the time
It's all pressing down on me
I'm in a cage
Captured in reality

Count my blessings they say
What do I have?
No world of refuge
Just a prison for the dead

I'm turning lifeless
Feel like I'm failing everything
How can I survive?
How can I escape?

What am I to follow?
Where am I to run?
How long will I lies here,
Rotting on and on?

Till this life will end
By a thread the choice is hanging
Deep inside my head

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