Trapped
I feel as though I am caged in a glass box, and all I can do is watch everything happening around me. All the sadness, the crying, the cursing, the anger...and I can't do anything about it. And it's not the glass cage that keeps me in, because it doesn't really exist, there really is nothing I can do...except be there. I know it's a test...and I am getting through...and I know I question whether or not I have enough strength...but that's just how I feel..right now. Bigger picture? I know I'll get through it...but that doesn't relieve any of the pain I feel in my heart...so...here's to breaking out of the cell...