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Jul 30
I am

I am so afraid that
My life feels stuck

The same routine
The same habits

Wake up
Go to work
Home
Sleep
Repeat

I find myself living
for the weekend
Ignoring the time between
Wishing away my days

It's hard to escape
This grind society
has plagued us with

We have to work to live
But there's hardly any
Life to live after work

Wake up
Go to work
Home
Sleep
Repeat

I am

I am stuck in this
Endless loop of time
Slipping away

wishing away my days

Living for the weekend.
How do I end this loop?
The last Poet
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The last Poet  28/F/Wales
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