Late for work.
That annoying person.
Errands, here and there.
Chaos.

Temperance.

Pressure...more pressure.
My head is spinning
Deadlines and challenges.
I want to give up.

I step outside to run from it all.
I am still seething with anger.

Silence.

Then I see your face.
Your hand in mine.
And everything just fade into the dark.

My sanctuary.

What is this feeling?
It feels like I'm floating
but it's not the good kind.
Am I out of my mind?

There is a hole somewhere inside
that I try to cover up and hide
I want to keep it a secret
for it might make me regret.

What is this feeling?
Should I keep hiding?
I feel empty
Is it just me?