Box
I'm stuck in a box
full of language and clocks.
my chest is squeezed tight
and I can't love right.
I can't move.
I can't breathe.
I can't see.
my limbs weigh me down
I'm stuck on the ground
and I can't stop spinning around.
the air is too thick and too full
I cannot breathe through all these molecules.
there are too many shapes and too many colors
I can't see the feelings of others.
I'm stuck in a box
full of language and clocks
and I can't wait to get out.
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Audax
I wrote this to express a frustration that I have with the physical limitations of being human and being a physical being. The fact that I have to expend a considerable amount of energy and follow rules and use certain tools to express the most basic and innate feelings to another person, I can't just transmit my feelings directly to them and have them understand, I have to play charades and try to get them to understand through limiting physical expressions what it is that I am feeling.