right now I just want to run
find some place to hide
a safe place to cry
the pressure is to much
I need some space
somewhere I can think
without interruptions
need to sort out this mess
these jumbled questions
swimming in my head
I need some space
get a grip on myself again
so many expectations
people giving advice
kindly, but
I really need to do this my way
and I can't think here
so just let me run
let me go
give me some space
I just need some time alone
just me and God and the questions
trust me
I'll come back
I can't promise it won't be to say goodbye
but I will come back to you
so let me run
let me go
let me sort this out before I get too stuck
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ПоэзияA collection of words. Pieces of thoughts and feelings. An attempt at the impossible task of putting into words what moves in people's hearts.
