​Strained and Stuck

I look at myself, The peripheral view doesn’t faze me but I certainly ignore it, always did.

I ran through the bushes and trees, there’s something that wants to speak. To be let out, It rarely gathers the courage to be explosive.

And when it does, It gives up before saying something. I bet Frustration doesn’t like this and he’s boiling more each moment.

She swore she could see the planets from the castle, I was sceptical until I saw them for myself.

Though they seemed to be fading and slowly turning gray so was she another occurring lie to me?

I really can’t bear this, It was perfect! My desires sang songs, I think they’re baffled too.

The walk down to the dungeon of my eternal suffering, the place is consumed in despair and agony.

Screaming never ends down here, What’s sadder they’re all a part of me. Call of negligence or ignorance, I couldn’t please everyone.

There’s one I really tried and I empathize with that one, I unfortunately witnessed the fire breakout.

I couldn’t help him and now he’s here left in scars, depression must really love him.

Delusionality? Fascinating, take a trip to the rainforest.

You’ll see shedding eyes of regret and sadness, they thought you’d uplift them.

Being together for eternity, many of us struggled to fathom it. I couldn’t even understand it at times, you blocked all the waterfalls that led to rationality.

Sitting down on my desk, many friends show up to help me escape. Some mean it and some don’t, it’s all part of the narrative.

I know someone would agree, it’s always here throughout different journeys and adventures.

He’s the one doubting and giving the benefit of the doubt, it’s up to you to choose.

I turn my back to the woods and head back to the castle, hoping to return to what made me content but there was only a piece of paper left.

It said “Free and let go”.