Bubbled feelings

I feel like I’m trapped, in a bubble; unable to escape.

I’m going out of my way trying to be productive, since this seems to be how it’s meant to be. I wasn’t necessarily the go-with-the-flow kind of guy. Rather than going along, I’m the type to go against the corrupting flow.

Keeping this in mind, I was decided, and my inner thoughts kept telling me to go further, to go with what’s disgustingly happening.

That’s why, I felt discomfort which is amplified in this insanity. I’m not gonna name the matter, but i wanted to vent out the idea of this aching hole i feel inside me.

I don’t feel decent, and never did I once. I always think that it’s crazy how my bottle was able to contain all the tides i was keeping in.