Gasping for Air

Suffocating

Frozen and unable to move

 

I see the bag traveling for my head

and I know to move – yet I am stuck.

 

Stuck in the same place,

the same pattern,

With the same people,

Making the same mistakes,

And I’m petrified.

 

It swallows me,

overcomes me,

And I don’t know what to do,

But honestly, who does?