mind empty
thoughts not connecting
words not forming sentences
letters floating freely
not even one simple idea to go off of

everything is messy
too messy to make anything make sense.

laughter echos through the air
smiles grow along their faces
their hearts filled with glee
and their blood rushing, just a bit faster

pacing and pacing, their feet pick up
laughing as their walking -no- more like rushing
to their destination

this new-found glee that is rushing through them is abnormal
usually dinner is just
a
bit
quiet

now it's filled with laughter and uplifting amounts of joy
the dogs bark a bit louder
the bird chirps more often
the cat's meow is more high-pitched
and the wind blows a bit weaker

however,
laughter  is not echoing throughout the air that surrounds me
smiles are not growing along my face
my heart is not filled with glee

and it's all because everyone is only happy
when
you're
around.

I'm caught in a trap
a spiderweb
in quicksand

I've find myself in a conundrum that i can't seem to escape
a quagmire
a vortex
an issue

And in the end,
regardless of what happens
I'll make the wrong decision

And I'll end up in an even larger pit of quick sand
an even worse vortex
which I won't be able to escape