Anger consumes me.
Rage at a job I hate.
Monotony and boredom.
Trapped at a desk.
Too much time to think,
not enough for action.
My mind swims,
in small circles.
Constant interruptions,
leave me in limbo,
and lead my brain,
to torment itself.
Attempts to escape,
are met with failure.
I am in a prison,
of obligations.
Invisible walls.
Crushing my soul.
Will I get away?
Or is all hope lost?
Will I taste,
freedom again?
or am I ensnared,
forevermore?
Poetry
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