Time slows down to nothing
And I am stuck here in hell
Half way in
And half way out.
In the middle of a cold afternoon
High above the street
With nothing ahead
And everything behind.
Outside the glass looks perfect
But inside nothing makes sense
Trapped inside a bubble
That’s more like a fishbowl.
We bump up against the walls
And open and close our mouths
Puffing up
And swimming sideways.
We tread water
But go nowhere fast
Until we go limp
And float to the top.
There is nowhere to hide
And there is nowhere to run
Except to fling ourselves out
Dried out and dead.
Spin around
And churn the water
Swimming with all your might
But in the end we all circle the drain
Flushed and out of sight.
Some will get food
And some will not
But we might as well gorge
And eat each other.
Let me out
So I can dive deep
Far away
Where no one can see.
Free to explore
Anything and everywhere.
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