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Endless Cycle
I hate my life sometimes.
There not a single suprise in sight. I get up everyday and dress myself up , not too fancy, not too shabby but my hair is a mess.
I put my phone in my shoulder bag and step outside, I wanna
have my cup of coffee wait for my only friend to text me and then slide back into bed put the covers
over my head but I can't breathe. I feel my insides shrinking tightening and contracting, I wanna rip my eyes open and bang my head against a wall. The same old cycle happening all over again. I wanna hop the train,go to the next town, the next city. I want an a escape, I want a happy place, if I don't get out of these four walls I'm going to rot away. I feel like I'm dying , just at the edge of my death, I'm standing a few inches from a cliff. I wanna jump now but I've barely lived. I step back now and I follow the trail down to safety. Please Jesus take me. This Life isnt living anymore, I long for security peace and eternity of happiness, light and bliss. if I were to die today or tomorrow I wouldn't miss this old life here on earth. I'd gladly forget every moment but instead I'm wide awake, I'm quite alive, no matter what I do i always survive, I'm keep on living even though I feel like a wide eyed zombie. I'm gonna keep going, I want to know how this story ends, i want get to the last page, but seems I've bearly read a sentence, the title is unclear , I have no idea where this story is going it may not be riveting but I'm keep on screaming and struggling eventhough no ones watching and no one is listening, I'm still talking to the air,while I'm silently drowning in my anxiety, my doubt and my worry. I'm going to keep living here I come new life I'm coming right back at you.



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