I've been lost the past couple of days.
Nevermind,
I've been lost the past couple of weeks.
Time has been pushing by
painfully leisure.
Days have become so long
that there is no longer a day and night,
no longer a black and white.
You wake up,
go out,
work,
come home,
cry,
sleep.
It's an infinite cycle,
and I am lost in the grey.
My mind is in a constant haze,
lacking emotion
and achieving an absurd amount of stress.
I feel as if I am about to
burst,
like an overfulled waterballoon,
but I am yet to be thrown.
I am stuck in the between.
Not a yes or no,
indecisive.
No starting or stopping,
restrained.
Just left to wait
in this enternal limbo.
Dec 12, 2012
Dec 12, 2012 at 11:26 PM UTC
I've been lost the past couple of days.
Nevermind,
I've been lost the past couple of weeks.
Time has been pushing by
painfully leisure.
Days have become so long
that there is no longer a day and night,
no longer a black and white.
You wake up,
go out,
work,
come home,
cry,
sleep.
It's an infinite cycle,
and I am lost in the grey.
My mind is in a constant haze,
lacking emotion
and achieving an absurd amount of stress.
I feel as if I am about to
burst,
like an overfulled waterballoon,
but I am yet to be thrown.
I am stuck in the between.
Not a yes or no,
indecisive.
No starting or stopping,
restrained.
Just left to wait
in this enternal limbo.
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