Trapped

It follows me everywhere.

Day and night,

When I first open my eyes every morning

Till my very last glance of the day.

I try to fight it but It wont go away.

It’s pulling me apart like

Trapped gases waiting to escape or

Being suffocated.

From what I’ve tasted in life

This tastes the worst,

Bitter, Sweet.

I hate it, I fear it.

I love it

I desire it.

It knows me better then I know myself.

And when it does, I try to ignore it.

But it keeps finding me, following me.

It knows when to grab on to me

When to let go of me,

When to lead me

When to leave me.

Im trapped.

I hope I’l find my way out.