Anxiety awaits

Posted: April 1, 2015 in Art, Literature, Mythology, Poetry

Feeling trapped, feeling so low
Feeling trapped, losing my soul
Like to fly away
But my wings have been torn
Trapped in a hole, I can see the sun
Can’t reach the light trying to call
But it’s burned my tongue of taste
Kicking myself in the teeth
Can’t speak anymore of the feelings I store beneath.

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