| Hv u evr felt lke ths? |
the sky was as black as the road, as black as this day she couldn't take it anymore the pain the confusion it was too much
she had to leave she had to go she just jumped in the car and left
there had to be somewhere else someone else
someone she could talk to someone who would get it
no one here got it no one here got her she was a waste of space
she wanted to taste something different feel something new
something that she could do to cover it to mask it to releive it to escape it
the pain
it always came back to that it ruled her life destroyed it weighed it down clipped its wings broke its heart
she had to get away
so she ran
she drove
to find somewhere for her life to start |
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| free write |
mind is racing in a daze face is blazing break from haze
all around me in my head song unwritten words unread
feet are acheing moving fast heart is breaking not meant to last
jumping higher falling free from the real world to you and me. |
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| Attempting the Impossible |

Impossible can't be done trying failing every one
Catching water breath is hot forming words from formless thoughts
constant circle never ending never slowing always spinning
going deeper even farther trying climbing gasping harder
twists and turns getting dizzy life is hurried way too busy
never somewhere always lost always flowing never caught
stuck in time stuck in space nowhere's home endless race
working harder slowly rising see the sun so surprising
not so dark after all don't look down you might fall
up and over at the top soaring higher never stop
flying fast through the stars see a planet much like ours
this one's better nicer here no more doubt no more fear
think I'll stay far away far from there brighter day
Love this place feels like home seems impossible? not for some |
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| A Way Out |

Have you ever felt like you just didn't belong somewhere? Like you need to be somewhere else? Like where you are just doesn't fit your life? This place isn't made for you. It's made for people who need structure. For people who need to be watched 24/7. For people who can't take care of themselves. It's not made for you. So why are you here? Because they say you have to be. Because they are afraid of what you might do if you are allowed to think for yourself. Instead of them telling you what to think. You don't want to be here anymore. You are having deja vu. You've felt this way before. You remember now. You didn't belong here then. Why did you think you would belong here now? Maybe because you didn't know what to do. You went for the easy route. You went for the safehouse. And now you're trapped. Your support system believes you belong here. It agreed with you last time. This time... You want to be somewhere else. Now. You want to go. You just don't belong here. It just doesn't fit. And you don't now what to do. You have no idea what to do. But leave. |
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| Your Move |

We've been playing this game for a while. Going back and forth. Watching so carefully. Hoping not to make the wrong move. You went left. I went right. You came right. I moved left. The closer we came the further away you seemed to be. It's come down to this. I made my move. What now? |
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| Stress |

She could hear her name coming from everywhere. There were too many voices. What did they want? They wanted everything. She couldn't. She couldn't be everything for everyone. They were screaming. No, not the others. The ones in her head. They didn't know what to do either. She panicked. She stopped trying to listen. She just shut down. Her office wasn't far. She ran until she found the safety of her desk, and proceeded to slowly crack under pressure. |
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| Relief |

It feels so good not being the odd ball out. |
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| Smile |

People thought she was strange. Which is funny because she thought people were strange. People didn't know why she smiled. She didn't know why people didn't smile. People told her she was weird. She just smiled at them and stared. Smiling made her happy. What's wrong with that? |
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| Somebody Save Me |

It wasn't always like this. It couldn't have been. Yet I can't remember a time when it wasn't. I delve into my memories, trying to think of something, anything, to tell me that it was differant. But I can't. I can't think of anything. Somebody save me. |
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