unable to breath
the air in here
so thick, breathing
has no room
choking, spewing
wasted time
how is this it?
the four grimy
walls of my life
are caving in
its getting darker
every day my
eyes grow weaker
is there no escape
no way to feel free
to soar without care
its everywhere it
exists in the fake
smiles of strangers
glares back at me
from places that long
ago felt safe
i fear i wont make
it out alive and now
that sounds better
better than being alive
without living better
than anything i know
how long can i be
sustained without
fresh air?
the answer seems
not far off. im tired
of holding my breath