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Dec 2017
it's the bubble
that covers me whole
sophocates me
traps me inside

and i am trying
i try to claw my way out
stab the bubble
open it wide

but i cannot

i cannot breath no more
i forgot how the fresh air feels
all i breath is others breath
warm and decieveful

and i am not the only one
i am not the only one trapped
we all are

some have gotten used to it
learned to like the air
learned the semantics
and the ways

but i simply cannot
all i can think about is
how and when i will get
out of this infernal bubble

where everything is too comfortable
everyrhing is too good
too perfect

but all i can think about is
if i will ever be able
to pop this bubble open
leave it behind

because all i know is here
and most things that i love are
but one can pop the bubble
and always come back

i just need a free-pass
one way out,
and one way in
so i can finally be free

because the air here is too think
and i am growing tired
of the soundless nights
and of the pillowy-life

i need to grow and free

but be aware
do not you see it?
i certainly can
and only a few more

there is a shadow
a diablic figure lurking
there is this sorrow
making its way over

i can see it come
oh, i can feel it

once it arrives
everything will go down
and, i think and hope,
that the bubble will pop

and i will be free
oh, yes i will
but deep down i know
that that is not the way i wish to go

that way is not right
that way is not what i want
that way i will not be free
i will simply be out

and it is not that i
want to be out
i want to be gone
there is a difference between both

but that has not passed
and i do not want to know when
it will loom over us
i just know that it will be bad
it will be dark
and it will ****
as much souls as it wants
it has already began
a painstaking art
of ten cycles at a time
a decieveful life
the care-taking work of slowly killing
a bad cell on this life
multiplicating, unnoticed
a dim shadow of the biggest storm

and i am waiting for it to happen
and it is clouding my mind
because as much as i want to be gone of this bubble
this is not the way i want to go
what is happening now
nanda
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