STUCK

Why life is complicated? You know exactly what/who you want but you can't have them. You run, you walk, you run and you walk, you're going nowhere. Stuck in a place you know will suffocate you. You know the longer you stay, the higher your chances to die for nothing. 

Ok, now tell me where do you go when the walls in front of you are too high, you can't reach them. Behind you your past. Running to you. Haunting you. Both of your sides are too dark, you blind. You can't see, you can't feel what's beside you. It could be an evil monster who is ready anytime to have you as its lunch. It could be an angel who look after you, protects you. 

Suddenly there is a voice. So familiar. The sound of happiness. But it's not yours. You listen carefully. Yes, you know the voice belonged to you. Once. Not anymore. You try to attract the voice. Begging for a help. You shout. You call its name. But it turns out futile. They can't hear you. They can't see you. The sound fades. The happiness is gone.

So you sit in the middle of nowhere. You try to figure out what's actually happening. You try to remember what made you stuck in that place. How did you end up there. You've lost.

You keep playing the sound in your head. Tears running down like a rain. Your body stiff like a statue. Heart breaks into pieces. You know you've got to get out but you just can't. You stuck. I'm stuck. On you.

Are we in the same shoe?