Many countless hours..
Many thoughtless minutes...
I don't know if you've been stuck in this feeling of rat poison.
Where the fumes of life's worries, lies, misunderstandings, and broken dreams start to barricade your lungs.
When you try to bite and fight your way out of it to only get more stuck in the poison.
I can't tell you how many times I've cried..how many times I've hurt. Just how many times I tried to deny the fact that I'm stuck.
And it's funny that you notice you aren't the only one stuck..but u can't help because u can barely help yourself.
You realize that nothing is the way you imagine..that you can't be strong as you want..that you don't even know...exactly what your purpose is because of how nothing makes sense and your nerves went numb.
And a apple is forever indulged in your throat.
I don't know how it could possibly..get better now.. there's not one solution I can think of.
But my determination can't let me stop until I know just why I'm here.
After the storm..