Lost
I have become obsessed with the very thing
I fought against
This drudgery
Bland days followed by bland nights
I do nothing but live in my head
I have become so boring
My own thoughts won’t talk to me
Anymore
I stammer and stutter
Meaningless words
Beautiful language no longer flows
The sound like sandpaper grinding a pipe
How do I escape a cage I thought I had
Left long behind me
My life is one giant circle
Repetition
A dark shadow that follows me
Convenience
The chain that binds me
Please show me the way back to my path
I am blinded by iridescent lights
Lost in the false sensation of belonging
Copyright © Heather Crismond | Year Posted 2022
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