Tent out in the woods
Jun 17, 2017
Sometimes I'll try and think more so I can think less...on certain things. Like I'm spiraling, fighting for my life to reach outside this strange tide. The noise inside can start to give me headaches.
Just want to shake out of it, but me and my lifestyle...heh...it's a self make until heart break. Some days I really get......frustrated.
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When things started to build up for me, I wanted to scream. Louder than a pillow could hide. I wanted to grip my fists until my palms bruised. All this emotion. Irrational? Justified? Did I deserve to be so angry, so sad, so frustrated? Ask person to person and they'll have a different answer. So I walked away. I walked away from all these people and out into the woods.
To a place where a strange sheet calls to me. A reminder, a beacon. Is it hope? I don't know. I want to understand. I want to call out. I want to hope....I want to change again.
To a place where a strange sheet calls to me. A reminder, a beacon. Is it hope? I don't know. I want to understand. I want to call out. I want to hope....I want to change again.
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