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Trapped

Things went south

In a very bad way

I stayed put

Believing things would

Get better

They didn’t

Now I cannot leave

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In the Trap

Life is a great trap

A way to spend time

In the universe

You have no options

Where you are born

And you do not set the rules

Of the game

Lucky maybe, maybe not

You are here

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Sugar

There are so many ways

To lose your soul and yourself

Love is just one of them

Still we keep searching

For the attraction

That eventually

Will kill us

Again and again

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When

When trapped in yourself

There are always a third

Secret door

Hidden in the solid wall

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Anxiety on Ice

Sometimes you are trapped

In your anxiety and worry

Fearing the worst

Expecting the apocalypse

But in reality

Nothing happened

You are trapped by

Your own fantasy

Into a world of horror

When this happened

A hundred times it is

Recognisable

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Mercury

I hate this situation

Just been caught in this pattern

For the best of to many good years

It is becoming worse and worse

Now I am completely blocked again

Cannot work with the things that

Eventually will help me out of this

Situation

Trapped and trapped again

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Reflection

Having to deal with reality

In one way or the other

Not so meaningful or hopeful

More grey and slow moving

Filled with fear, anger and

Frustration

It is all there, we have to

Deal with this

In our everyday life

Trying to steer away from the most

Obvious traps

Life moves on like a migrant bird

On its way from the desert to the tundra

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Only That

I don’t want to break down

Or commit suicid

I don’t want to fight

I don’t want to hate

Someone I only want

To live

My life

Have an economy

That works

Not losing

Money every day

Only thar

Nothing more

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Repeat

We are always inside

Our head,

Our experience,

Our memories,

Haunts us down

Eventually they might kill us

Slowly not quickly

We repeat our experience

We are aware of this

Still we do it

Prisoners of our own mind

Still something gives us

A glimpse of free choice

Like diamonds in a sea

Full of shit