fresh start or another day

yes the time continues but at times it stands still lost without thought or maybe determined for a solution Sour thick air, as if the room has paused with time patiently waiting for anew page to turn but sick as I, with this chapter of going no where. fed up with feeling older and looking the same. missions uncomplete with no one to hear the complaint. still i sit patient and clamy, stir crazy and malnurioused . There's still hope left but confused of this lazy uncreative brain open a window or go for a walk! do something before it all stops!. Or Spit it out already. Something must be unsaid.. a fresh start just lightly kissing another day wheres the passion...? or is this a one way motionless train?