emotions whirl and my brain wheezes for sanity. What the fuck is wrong with me? Why do I feel the urge to run? To be free. I don't see happiness out there either. Nothing on the other side of the fence. The grass isn't greener, it's just a bigger place to play where I know the world is far more harsh than it is in here. So what is the answer? How do I satiate my contempt?
God and the Universe: I’m screaming at you to help me through this.
Why is it so hard to breathe? Is there something wrong that I’m not seeing? That would be an easy answer huh?
I’m going to open my eyes and look hard at my situation. Maybe my instincts are screaming at me to see but I refuse to look…. What if I find something? Oh god, the other side of the fence suddenly looks like an abyss.
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