GONE GIRL

Every month I enter into a hole
It is not a dark hole
Is tight
That hole is tight
It suffocates
Suffocates my dreams and my desire to live quietly

I try to stay on my feet, but my soul feels tight
I can hardly breathe
Life passes in front of my eyes
I keep thinking
It hurts
It hurts how life is going from me

Misery lives around me
And maybe it lives inside of me
But I try toget out
Get out of the hole that suffocates me
While everything outside is bright