Trapped again
Willingly unnecessary
Distractions like a debtor
Too eager to collect
The **** am I thinking
Another way to escape today
To observe and play and pretend
It's greatly helping my ability
To move on
I see no problem letting go
But now I can't seem to grasp
The anvil above my head
Held aloft by tactics of procrastinating
Not to mention *******
Taciturn and speachless until the waves
Crashing in my poster bleed though
To the voices in my head
Telling tides of dread and woe
And excuses and commitment issues
And ****** muscles and stoic
Flourishes gesture to rend me an
Accomplice to unconsciousness.
Then I wake up two hours later
Dashing hopes that power taken
Is mistaken and time doesn't matter anyways
The tick tock counter gadget measures
My time aloft better than my irregular
Breaths and numbed heartbeats
I've fallen into the depths now
From a painted boat dashed upon the waves
Struggling to breath water and searching
For the spell.