Stuck

I don't feel inspired to write,

something just doesn't feel right,

I am driven by ambition, creation and growth,

And I am in a place with nothing to show,

the job I strived to achieve,

is now me waiting till 4:30 pm to leave,

so much negativity fills my office space,

I spend most of my day dreaming of ways to escape,

and I feel so lost,

I brought myself here thinking this is where I wanted to be,

but now I am sitting here trying to remembers what it is like to breathe,

again,

because all my days blend together,

the inspiration of this dream is no longer,

And I don't believe I belong here,

anymore,

but I don't know where I am suppose to go,

without everything in my life shifting,

I cant see anything uplifting,

with me growing here,

but I am crippled by the fear,

of the lack of stability,

and me disappointing,

everyone,

constantly thinking of ways to run.

away,

to a different place,

a mindful escape,

Where I am one again can be in a growing headspace,

But for now ,I am just so stuck,

Believing none of this is enough for me,

to be happy.

I feel stuck and the drive to need to leave.