Inside A Shrinking Box

A poem I made that quite personal to me but don't call the police, nobody died

I feel stuck, isolated, being pushed into a tiny little box, unable to move
As well as that, I feel it getting smaller and smaller every single day
I feel this box get crowded with more and more problems
It seems I cannot reach out to any bit of what I really want

Reviews

[Temperance]

Take a deep breath and envision your goal(s). Where do you want to be and, what do you want to do. Keep that in mind as you tackle your problems one at a time. That’s the secret to not being overwhelmed with life’s bombardments of daily life. One thing at a time and one day at a time. You will come through this and, on your own terms. Have a goal and see it every day. Of course, writing is also a helpful release. Remember this; someone always has it worse and Jan us. Keep writing and be positive.

[Temperance]

Oops, worse than us is what I meant to say.

[Aura]

It sounds like the stress of life is just piling up and you feel confined to a small dimly lit box, no way of escaping. But I know for a fact there will be light waiting above that box, it's just waiting to be opened. My advice to you? Try looking on the bright side. And I know that's easier said than done, why? Because i know how you feel, as if the problems are giant bricks on your back. But just try to think about something happy, maybe an accomplishment of yours, it'll make you feel better in the meantime while you find solutions to your problems. That kind of works for Me. Hope it gets better for you :)

[Lilac Lilies]

Aww, thank you so much! I really appreciate the review

[Aura]

My pleasure :)