Where am I?
How much time have I lost? I wonder.
My house is in front of me and I don't have the keys. There are so many rooms. There are no windows, and I don't remember where anything is anymore. But if I let myself in, will I ever be able to find my way out? There are so many different things that exist and occur for so many different purposes. You don't know why they do though, and I don't know why they do either. As much as I fight myself everyday, there are so many fears that flow through my body and my soul. Will I ever love again? Will I ever laugh again? Will I ever fix myself? Will anyone help fix me? Will the heavens finally bestow upon me some kind of miracle to guide me along my way?
I look at one boy's life and I hurt. As he walks a lonely path from having to go through similar circumstances, he continues on it. Like a fish out of water, a bird underground, a human without oxygen, he's lost. He loved once. He hoped once. I just might be looking into my own future.
Where is there left to run? The world is cruel. Well I guess there's one place to go to. My life is lost and my purpose is undefined. There's no one to talk to. My mother is drunk every night. Well, so am I. She constantly fights with me. My friends have vanished and I haven't noticed until the break-up. My ex is evil and has created everything that is wrong and negative. I starve for the attention I used to have everyday before him. When you live with certain instabilities, it's hard to regain that social pattern anyway. And if I don't express this out now, I never will.
I know what you're thinking while your reading this. You're probably assuming that i'm going to kill myself. Well look at that. That's what you get for assuming. I would never do such a thing. But with all of these overwhelming issues, i've been recommended to go "away" for a while. So yeah.
I just need to make a decision. Just sign my name on the dotted line. It's that easy. Crazy isn't it?
My house is in front of me and I don't have the keys. There are so many rooms. There are no windows, and I don't remember where anything is anymore. But if I let myself in, will I ever be able to find my way out? There are so many different things that exist and occur for so many different purposes. You don't know why they do though, and I don't know why they do either. As much as I fight myself everyday, there are so many fears that flow through my body and my soul. Will I ever love again? Will I ever laugh again? Will I ever fix myself? Will anyone help fix me? Will the heavens finally bestow upon me some kind of miracle to guide me along my way?
I look at one boy's life and I hurt. As he walks a lonely path from having to go through similar circumstances, he continues on it. Like a fish out of water, a bird underground, a human without oxygen, he's lost. He loved once. He hoped once. I just might be looking into my own future.
Where is there left to run? The world is cruel. Well I guess there's one place to go to. My life is lost and my purpose is undefined. There's no one to talk to. My mother is drunk every night. Well, so am I. She constantly fights with me. My friends have vanished and I haven't noticed until the break-up. My ex is evil and has created everything that is wrong and negative. I starve for the attention I used to have everyday before him. When you live with certain instabilities, it's hard to regain that social pattern anyway. And if I don't express this out now, I never will.
I know what you're thinking while your reading this. You're probably assuming that i'm going to kill myself. Well look at that. That's what you get for assuming. I would never do such a thing. But with all of these overwhelming issues, i've been recommended to go "away" for a while. So yeah.
I just need to make a decision. Just sign my name on the dotted line. It's that easy. Crazy isn't it?