I've heard people
Describe the feeling
That they feel
When they want out
As itchingBut I must ask
Do you ever feel
As though you're
Burning
Furious and anxious
Burning from the inside out
Like you can't be here
A second longer
Or you'll suffocateI feel as though my lungs
Are alight
I feel as though
Predictability and mediocracy
Are holding
Me under the waves of life
And I am suffocating
Drowning
In the mundaneI want out
I cannot grow up
And be like my family
I will burn alive
From the inside outThere has to be more
Than just marrying your sweetheart
Grabbing a beer with your buds
Having a family cookout
And working a job 6 days a week
Oh my gosh
I see this life
And my chest aches with fire
I feel so tired
That I could sleep
For years
I feel so scared
That I could jump
Off of the heights of my fear
And never land
I can't live like this
I can't grow up to be like themI love my family
I love how they dance to records
And live in endearing houses
So full of dog hair,
Dust, and memories
But I don't want to be them
When I grow up
I just...
I burn at the idea
Of living for a beer with a bud
And living for a new record
And living for the next
Yearly family reunionThere has to be more
I cannot live my life
In such a mundane way
I have to live before I can settle
I ache for a life
That is unpredictable
I burn
My chest burns for a better life
An unpredictable life
A life where
I fall far from the tree(05/28/21)

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Poetry***PSA- PLEASE TAKE TIME TO READ MY MOST RECENT ADDITIONS TO THIS POETRY SAGA. I've been writing in this poetry journal since 2016 and they do get progressively better and more insightful.*** thank you carry on: These poems contain snippets of my...