Sunday, August 5, 2018

if I ever get around to living

The weight of the world is so heavy 


It’s as if the sky is weighing down on me 



Suffocating my dreams and hopes 


The brake lights match the sky 


And I’m thinking about my regrets 



this life will make you see things from every angle 



Especially when you thought you were immune from one 



Numb and compressed in thought 



I never have had this much dreaming in my 2 decades of life


Yet my motivation for dreams is at a all time low 


I can feel my weight in this moment 


What control do I have 




Sensitive spirit in a unresponsive path



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