I'm finding it hard,
as of late,
to like me;
it's not because of any
wrongdoing on my part,
I'm just hardwired that way.
I'm tired of looking,
wishing,
hoping,
dreaming;
it's times like these,
as the glass jar shrinks in
around me, that I wish
there were no air holes.
4 comments:
This cuts right to the emotions--powerful writing here.
hugs.
i hate feeling trapped.
These are no fun feelings. I guess that the worst part is that when we feel trapped we see no way out, no light at the end of the tunnel. Hope things change soon for you and you can glimpse that little light and hold on to it.
Ah, may this difficult period soon come to an end! Not a comfortable place to be.
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