racing thoughts

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Stop the ride
I want to get off
I want to go home.
I want to be home
She's home
Not this house.
If I collapsed
Would you catch me?
Thought not.
I fell.
Down the rabbit hole
But the rabbit hole is lined with sharp fears
And angry words.
And her angry words are like knives to my skin
I know I deserve it.
Do I deserve any good
On this pathetic blue marble?
Thought not.
On the blue marble rolling alone on a tapestry of black
We are alone
And it is infinite
And I am so very scared.
Infinity is too big
And I am so very, very insignificant.
Stop the roller coaster
I want to get off.

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