Claustrophobic

Irritating
the word across my mind
Aggravation of the worst kind

The radio's blasting and it smells like teen spirit,
but I'm not really a teen anymore
so I suppose I just don't get it.

My name is on the pavement,
my hands are full of chalk.
There is a different road
on which I'm meant to walk.

According to the Godsent,
it wouldn't be a smart choice.

"This is the road to choose,
upon all others you will loose"
This is their cry,
but I still want to try.

This tiny loving space might be suffocating
should I choose to sit here waiting.

The longer I sit, the heavier it becomes
I want different air to fill my lungs

Perhaps its immaturity,
Maybe I should choose security.

Maybe I'm allowing impatience to destroy my common sense.

 

But looking through the window,

the road looks safe...

and half of me only wants to run in haste

Reviews

[Elizabeth]

"The longer I sit, the heavier it becomes
I want different air to fill my lungs"

Yes. Perfect. I feel like I was in the car with you...
This is wistful, disillusioned and ultimately hopeful. If only tentatively.

"the road looks safe...
and half of me only wants to run in haste"
Powerful. I do believe I have been on that rode once or twice, myself.
The structure is well constructed. It flows perfectly, and the mood is painted so clearly.

[Barbara Walker]

this expresses your feelings so well! I love your word choices in this. The little bird longs to fly from the nest. And so many feelings at once, longing, exuberance, impatience and also, a bit of fear and doubt. Great write!

[HeIsWe]

i love this its so awesome.

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I love this rhythm and the indecision you have, contemplating on the choices very captivating, makes me question it as though I'm your situation. Wonderful wording, I'm envious of how well you constructed it. :}