Mar 26, 2003 03:43
My nights seem to get longer, my sleep becomes shorter, my dreams are more harsh than usual. I need to be saved from my own mind. I let my mind wander with thousands of thoughts drifting through my mind. One after the other, each one becoming clearer than the last, until it seems as though I live solely in my mind, or in my state of mind for that matter. I become consumed by the black of an internal room. Surrounding myself with a comforting darkness. Soon I realize, I am alone. Alone with my thoughts, alone with my feelings, and surrounded by emptiness. I await the hand that reaches through it all. The hand that pulls me free, pulls me in to the glow of golden red. Soon to be surrounded by light and soothing voices, the face of a familiar friend. Until that time when I am saved, I sit in black, alone in my mind.
-A cry for help-
Please someone get me out of my house. I am completely serious. If getting me out of here is not possible, all I ask is for someone to stay with me, be with me, whether it friend or foe it does not matter. As long as I am not alone. You may wonder why I say I am alone, I live with my mother, with her here I am more alone than ever. It is very complicated and many may not understand. I just send out this cry for help.