within two pitch-black hemispheres, between two soft cushions of faux-leather, under an arch of polyethylene and silicone, beneath a perfectly curved sheet of shiny, galvanized aluminum, above a cord of brass and softened thermoplastic sits my pensive marble.
i raise my eyes
is that a light
slicing through the eternal darkness
in which i am confined
it couldn’t be
but somehow it is
piercing my eyes
it burns
my dark-pale skin
it is fresh
and new
and terrible
hot
and bright
and noisy
so unlike the cool dark
to which i am accustomed
i raise my eyes
is that a light
slicing through the eternal darkness
in which i am confined
it couldn’t be
but somehow it is
it burns
my dark-pale skin
it is fresh
and new
and terrible
I was never confined anywhere…I have the Universe at my back and my mind free to go anywhere it wants manifesting anything it wants. And the good thing is that my mind gets anything it manifests…
When the day dawns grand and clear, you want to go out into the air. But when the call of responsibility and work and all those long lists keep you confined to your chair, it’s a grief and a burden to bear. So instead you spend the time wistfully staring out the window, wishing to be free.
No matter where I travel I still feel confined. Is this all we are? A sack of blood and bone, wandering endlessly around the planet while we try to make peace with the world before we die. Set me free.
I let out a low groan, wrapping my arms around my head. I panted short, hot, wet breaths until I couldn’t any more. God, the air was running out. I was going to die.
I was dimly aware of Allyssa saying something like “Hey, it’s okay,” and “Just breathe.” Deep down, I knew that I was in no actual danger, but I had no grip on logic.
I can feel how the amount of air in here is decreasing. It’s getting warmer, more smothery. But I can’t seem to find a way out of here. The walls are dancing and coming closer. I can’t find a way out of here.
People are mostly confined to themselves. These are people who are introverts. Such people have hardly any success in their lives as if you don’t socialize with people you wont know more than what you do and your knowledge will be limited. If you are an extrovert it mean that you are easy going in life and are most probably destined to be successful in life.
Mia looked over at Sam, sprawled across the bed.
He slept like a child, and the innocence was too overwhelming for her.
She broke out the door in cold sweat, and she noticed she was holding her breath the whole time.
She couldn’t go on anymore.
It was claustrophobic, her entire existence.
And there was no point.
“Here’s to freedom”, she thought, and leapt without hesitation.
I was confined to a single room for the duration of my stay, not allowed to go outside or even open the blinds of my window. I had my own bathroom, thank God, but it was a small, claustrophobic extension of the cramped space I already had. In fact, everything in the room seemed smaller than usual. The bed, the couch, the television. I was going to go mad in a mere day after arriving. And this was only the beginning.
within two pitch-black hemispheres, between two soft cushions of faux-leather, under an arch of polyethylene and silicone, beneath a perfectly curved sheet of shiny, galvanized aluminum, above a cord of brass and softened thermoplastic sits my pensive marble.
i raise my eyes
is that a light
slicing through the eternal darkness
in which i am confined
it couldn’t be
but somehow it is
piercing my eyes
it burns
my dark-pale skin
it is fresh
and new
and terrible
hot
and bright
and noisy
so unlike the cool dark
to which i am accustomed
i raise my eyes
is that a light
slicing through the eternal darkness
in which i am confined
it couldn’t be
but somehow it is
it burns
my dark-pale skin
it is fresh
and new
and terrible
I was never confined anywhere…I have the Universe at my back and my mind free to go anywhere it wants manifesting anything it wants. And the good thing is that my mind gets anything it manifests…
When the day dawns grand and clear, you want to go out into the air. But when the call of responsibility and work and all those long lists keep you confined to your chair, it’s a grief and a burden to bear. So instead you spend the time wistfully staring out the window, wishing to be free.
No matter where I travel I still feel confined. Is this all we are? A sack of blood and bone, wandering endlessly around the planet while we try to make peace with the world before we die. Set me free.
I let out a low groan, wrapping my arms around my head. I panted short, hot, wet breaths until I couldn’t any more. God, the air was running out. I was going to die.
I was dimly aware of Allyssa saying something like “Hey, it’s okay,” and “Just breathe.” Deep down, I knew that I was in no actual danger, but I had no grip on logic.
I can feel how the amount of air in here is decreasing. It’s getting warmer, more smothery. But I can’t seem to find a way out of here. The walls are dancing and coming closer. I can’t find a way out of here.
Firemen confined fire last night
I feel terribly confined lying next to you in this open bed.
How dare you.
People are mostly confined to themselves. These are people who are introverts. Such people have hardly any success in their lives as if you don’t socialize with people you wont know more than what you do and your knowledge will be limited. If you are an extrovert it mean that you are easy going in life and are most probably destined to be successful in life.
Mia looked over at Sam, sprawled across the bed.
He slept like a child, and the innocence was too overwhelming for her.
She broke out the door in cold sweat, and she noticed she was holding her breath the whole time.
She couldn’t go on anymore.
It was claustrophobic, her entire existence.
And there was no point.
“Here’s to freedom”, she thought, and leapt without hesitation.
I was confined to a single room for the duration of my stay, not allowed to go outside or even open the blinds of my window. I had my own bathroom, thank God, but it was a small, claustrophobic extension of the cramped space I already had. In fact, everything in the room seemed smaller than usual. The bed, the couch, the television. I was going to go mad in a mere day after arriving. And this was only the beginning.
The walls hug me tight and begin to squeeze my ribs so well. The fit is perfect like the size of a popular highness who wear a size double zero.