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Glass walls
Life is so fragile like walls of glass
And everyone presses against it waiting for it to break
Trapped and yelling for someone to save me
But my pitch isn't high enough to break this glass
Or maybe I'm just not high enough to get through this day
Beating my head against the wall trying to crack it open
Yet the blood rushing down my head only furthers my defeat
You can watch but just leave me some dignity
As I become another casualty to my insanity
And everyone presses against it waiting for it to break
Trapped and yelling for someone to save me
But my pitch isn't high enough to break this glass
Or maybe I'm just not high enough to get through this day
Beating my head against the wall trying to crack it open
Yet the blood rushing down my head only furthers my defeat
You can watch but just leave me some dignity
As I become another casualty to my insanity
Published 3rd Apr 2015
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3rd Apr 2015 11:42am
Being a crazy person myself I totally understand what it means to be behind a glass wall screaming to be heard. Insanity (or in my case bipolar disorder) is it's own personal absinthe. Nice way to put in words!
5th Apr 2015 8:55am
Thank you very much for the kind words! It's like your screaming but no one can hear what your saying or can't do anything. Ugh, hate this feeling.
4th Apr 2015 7:23am
5th Apr 2015 8:53am
Thank you, I am glad you liked the write. Yeah it's no fun haha but we only get stronger I suppose
4th Apr 2015 6:33pm
You succeeded in describing such feeling eloquently. I, myself is not a stranger to this emotion.
But at some point, I needed to brave and step out of my comfort zone. I have to conquer my fears. Only then, I can truly experience freedom.
But at some point, I needed to brave and step out of my comfort zone. I have to conquer my fears. Only then, I can truly experience freedom.
5th Apr 2015 8:52am
Well put friend, the only real freedom is to not have any fear. I don't want to be stuck behind this glass forever, it's just so damn hard to break open. haha
6th Apr 2015 7:26pm
9th Jan 2016 9:39am
this is good visual and powerful, i think you would dig my ink my heart is cold and dead to
