Laying down on my back to the moments my eyes have open I feel without a platform to place my feet, trying to remain cool but 4 walls are enclosed on me oughta weathered bricks that are engulfed by the sun's heat, from skyscraper to skyscraper I walk a thin line Lord please don't let me plumet, there are factors to this the wind strength to hold hopily I will allot, on suspenseful moment to the next I clear my mind because I know this never stops, I'm still laying here I'm helpless without hope, I can feel my mind taking heed to different boats, outside is good but outside must be worked on as well, I want to get up but under siege my mind is in an intricate labyrinth of hell, I believe I choose to allot, so much on mind as these bricks are flaming I feel my chest is hot, it's difficult to gain a clear mind, when I lose visibility as if I'm in murcy water making me feel blind, when I can't see I don't know what lies in waiting, the heat is hot and only escalating, when I step and I am blind I am weary, I lose all sense of caring, I am scared and oughta fear I decide to act, not right to decide with so much emotion because actions can't be taken back, under siege I am when it is time for me to wake, when I can finally see the heat come and it takes my breath away, an answer I'm searching for a simple truth to solve my problems, I'm attempting to manage my weight on both sides of this equation, even when I wake thoughout my day I'm held helplessly,bound to the boundless temptations that are bad for me, I feel weary as an urge approaches to no proceed, throughout the process that makes this a proper equation I feel under siege...
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