Living in a vacuum

I’m living in a vacuum

All sucked in

No air to breathe

Suffocated by anxiety

I prance around like a feeble kitten

Scratching every side of the bag

For new air to breathe

Only for the torn holes to be close up

I’m back living in a vacuum

All sucked in

No holes to escape

Suffocated by my own frustration

I am banging in a padded cell

Punching all sides of the bag

For people to stare at me

To feel my pain

Only to be ignored like an invisible ghost

By their own ignorant imagination

I’m back living in a vacuum

All sucked in

Drowned by my own boredom

No colours to paint

A picture to smile at

I run around like confused artist

Sucked out of inspiration

Banging on each side of the bag

For others to give inspiration

No one’s there

So I’m back living in a vacuum

All sucked in

Cannot scream

Cannot fight

A catch 22

A battle always sends me

Back living in a vacuum

All sucked in

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