I miss city life --
the sensory overload from
all the sights and sounds,
all the shopping, and a
Starbucks on every corner.
I feel claustrophobic
and isolated in this dinky
little town, like I'm bound
in a straitjacket, gagged
and tossed into the corner
of a room with no color,
no art on the walls, alone
with nothing to keep me
company but the silent
screams in my head, only
rivaled by the incessant
wind outside, that not even
these thick, cold walls
can muffle. Look at my eyes
and you can see the fear
being trapped here brings,
the suffocating, drowning
feeling of being trapped
here in this desolation
with no visible means of