you're stuck. you don't know where to go, or what to do. so you throw things, you yell, you cause pain, you apologize, and you do it again. it's an endless cycle that you can't get out of. you've placed yourself in this position where you're surrounded by people you hate. negative people. you think that no one is genuine. convincing yourself that you're doing and hurting because you care, but drowning in your selfish endeavors. you don't run, your ego holds you back. memories kill you. picking you apart, making you think you know that person you once were. you would have run, escaped, or done what you wanted. but instead you ended up with a big fat responsibility. these memories kill you. you slowly start to become encompassed by the rage of unhappiness, and of being stuck. you can't leave, you can't run. you stay stuck, slowing drowning in this ocean of lost memories and loathing you've created.
