I feel stuck,
like I'm trying to claw my way out of quicksand as it swallows me whole.
No matter how much I try to fight it,
it just sucks me in deeper and deeper.
I then begin to feel a shortness of breath,
as if someone's repeatedly jumping up and down on my chest.
It brings out a feeling of weakness,
as if I want to scream, cry and throw up all at once.
It's a feeling I can't ignore,
nor escape.
As much I try to push through it,
it's still there in the back of my brain.
But it's all an illusion,
as if my mind's playing games.
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poetry
Poetrya collection of poems that are all originally written by me. i haven't had much experience with writing poems this is more of a way to express my thoughts and feelings or for pure enjoyment, so if you don't have anything nice to say about my work pl...