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Stumbling While You Wait

Stumbling down the hall

Feeling weightless, yet you fall

Suffocating from closing walls

As you ask in contemplation

What is the point of it all

Your conversation is internal

As you hear no answer

And so you light another cigarette

Feeling the cancer

You cannot let go of your thoughts

The ones that trail behind

You look to an exit and ask

Will I be fine

But no one calls, no one hears your voice

And the only thing you hear

Is your self-made noise

Do you stay or do you go

That you do not know

And so you wait another day

Until the dawn of tomorrow

Alone you awake, with another choice you must make

What do I do, for I don’t like this state

Once again

You wait