Day by day.
World smaller.
Feeling trapped.
Walls closing.
Freedom close,
heart hurts.
Wandering streets,
looking home.
Worlds, black white.
Pounding coming.
Chores overwhelming.
Feels the force.
Responsibilities,
inside my head.
Going insane; reality.
Life; all that is.
Questions plague.
Sleep, passing.
Sane.
Not meant to be.
Now the norm.
~ aspis
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