We think. That's all we do.
We think of what will happen.
We get nervous of the unknown journey.
Do we ever look back?
A Police chase defines this the best way.
Do something you thought you never thought you would do.
There you are running from your mistakes.
You look back to see what's left, to see if it's coming.
You focus so much on what's ahead, but you don't know what you're looking for.
You go with the flow, but where and what is the flow?
After everything that we do as people: shapes us. We never forgive ourselves. We take pity on ourselves.
The history that we hold within each other is immense. We are our own history.
Our own Revolution. Our own Civil War. Our own Wars, but we constituted what was right and wrong for us all.
We had to experience it all, to write it all. Write out our history.
We all think to much. We are all prisoners of our own thoughts.
We say to ourselves and to each other "I'm thinking it through" but that just means "I'm stuck and can't get out".
We are just hurting ourselves, we are just... Prisoners for have the right intentions.
We are incarcerated for lawful actions. We messed us all up because of us. Because we think so much.
Easier said than done I suppose.
As a society, we are stuck and don't even know it. We are in need of help, but we don't know what we need help with. We are all prisoners of our thoughts and our ways of thinking.
I know that I am...I'm stuck, I'm a prisoner, I just wanted to do the right thing, but I guess I can't. I need help, but I don't know what....I'm permanently stuck like this. I'm finally breaking apart. This wonderful ceramic vase is finally cracking, but that's okay...I hope. I just need...I don't know what I need, but I need something.
To the people that read this, Thank you! But I just wrote what I needed to. I had to have some kind of release to a LOT of mental pain right now. So, don't worry about me; I guess I'll get this...I can do it...I hope.
