Claustrophobic

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It’s getting harder to breathe,
I’m getting dizzy.
The world’s closing in on me.
Someone help me.

I’m sitting in this corner,
I just want it to be over,
Hope is just a sliver.
The torment feels forever.

I want to scream out, shout, I can’t take it no more
What am I doing here? Who is it all for?
I’m surrounded by dirt and gore,
Abhor, I just want to roar!

It doesn’t make sense, I know
There’s no reason to the flow,
I want to stand up and go,
Find a better place than this sad sap show.

I must survive, make it to the next day,
Cling to a forgotten faith, heavens pray.
I will survive, tomorrow is a new day,
This may be hell, but I’ll forge a new way.

Stand up and go!
Give up and it’s a no show,
Keep on going, grow,
There is still hope, I know.

 

By Jomz Ojeda

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Stuck

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Sometimes I just want to curl up in a corner,

Never minding all the shits I’d have to go over.

All the lies and the pain, the dark all over again,

I just want to get out of this damn, stupid rain.

 

I can’t move, I’m stuck, I can’t even move forward.

All the weight that I got has pinned me, untoward,

It is tiring, exhausting; I’m weary of all the grinding.

I need some peace and quiet from all of this fighting.

 

Leave me alone, let me be; I need to figure out

What to do, where to go, beyond any doubt,

Fix my life to the better, get myself together.

Fill the void and rebuild, get through the hard weather.

 

I can hear in my head, the never-ending nagging,

“It’s my fault, and I’m not doing a damn thing,”

I can’t help it, I am stuck, it is paralyzing.

I did not plan to get broke from all the spending.

 

I worked my ass, climbed that mountain get up higher,

Did the grind, did the work, make my life better.

But I slipped, and I fell, I’m down, much lower.

Must get up, have to fight, get in the battle tower.

 

I’m in the dark, feeling stuck, it is disheartening,

All these words, my attempt to be encouraging,

Must get up, have to go and fix this damn thing

Called my life, here we go.  It’s all or nothing!

 

 

 

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Did you know I wrote this with a rhythmic beat in mind? 😀

 

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The Magician

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Richard took a deep breath as he stood on the stage. The spotlights were blinding, and he could barely see the audience. Today was the day he had been preparing for days.

“Hello Richard. That’s a nice costume.” A male judge spoke. “what will you be doing for us?”

Richard stuttered. But managed to speak.

“Magic, sir. I will be doing magic.”

“Magic! I love magic tricks. Alright, everyone, let’s all give Richard a round of applause.”

Despite the noise, Richard could only hear the loud beating of his heart.

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