Will I truly be alright?
I can't take this feeling
Of not being enough
Of having no brain
Of not being sane
To me everything is lost
Truly lost...
I wish I could get it back
But a what cost
The feeling of freedom
Looking up at the stars
Writing down my stories
Ignoring all the scars
Indulging myself in fiction
Entering another world,
The feeling of letting go,
Out of fear of getting hurt
But at the end of the day,
I have to accept,
That I have to find a way,
Out of that concept.
I wish for a life complete,
Books, tea and scones,
A body to curl up against,
The sound of pouring rain on the gravel stones.
The thundering noise of a storm
Lightning brightening up the sky,
Feeling detached from earth
Ever knowing it's a lie
The shouts become too loud,
Tears burning my eyes,
The burning of my throat,
I'm ready to take the skies.
