My World Gets Smaller

SNIPPET:

As I expand, my world gets smaller. I feel like I'm standing on shoulders and all I can see are boulders, blocking, cockblocking, mocking my past, hindering my future and at times it's torture. The world just, gets smaller. My circles vary though they marry, they join, intertwine, intermix and it's sick, how my stomach mimics the feeling of dealing with - I know him, I fucked Kim, did u see Tim? Because my world gets smaller, it dims.. 

I feel like I can't meet, walk down the street without defeat, and casually encounter someone who mutually we have in commonly, habitually becoming too routinely for me.

Copyright 2013 Jose Batista-Ayala