Trapped in the bottle of reality
I bang on the glass to scream for help.
Trying to tip the bottle with my forceful body,
I begin to roll down the massive hill of the sad truth:
There is no getting out.
I aim the heavy bottle toward the ocean,
Hoping someone will save me.
I am the message in a bottle crying for a solution,
Waiting to be found.
Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 3:57 PM UTC
Trapped in the bottle of reality
I bang on the glass to scream for help.
Trying to tip the bottle with my forceful body,
I begin to roll down the massive hill of the sad truth:
There is no getting out.
I aim the heavy bottle toward the ocean,
Hoping someone will save me.
I am the message in a bottle crying for a solution,
Waiting to be found.
