Locked In
The constant battle against anxiety, when the scales tip the balance and their is no more room at the Inn.
stepping away from realityinto the minds safe havenwhere nothing can reach youthe draw bridge is lifteda queue of words turned awaythe noise slowly filtered the laughter is real at leastsmall moments living in the nowfreedom from the menialoverflowing information cupand the inability to listen, butthe closed sign remains up plans are placed on holdlethargy stands at the doornothing moves, trapped once moredocumentaries switched onthe sofa and the kettle winfor today at least, I am locked in