Trapped In The Margins

It is a cruel thing.

It speeds everything up.

Everything becomes of utmost importance.

There’s too much to think about 

Yet too little time.

But you must act.

Because everything falls apart when you don’t.

But you can’t do anything.

Paralyzed by fear.

Tears become an ocean.

Thoughts become heavy.

Like cinder blocks tied to your ankles.

Dragging you into an abyss.

The void becomes familiar.

There’s comfort in crisis.