Caught

Six months ago the world seemed to stop

Time did not exist, just acknowledge as a concept that existed

Work was done in the brightening hours of the next day

But there was always time to do it

Suffocating was the word for back then,

Drowning is what I feel right now

Eating isn’t so hard when we have time to do it, but the mind to…

Body shaking with the waking darkness of the morning

There is no drive to calm my nerves, buildings are constructed prisons

Anxiety is over-pouring, nerves are racking

The mind is quaking with a lack of time.

Time has come back, full of force and all it’s constricting glory

It is a short barbaric fire that never lets down

I refuse the plains of rest because time does not let up its attack

Six months now and the world is moving at a destructive rate