Escape
It's hard to escape something you can't run from.
I don't know how to do this.
I'm scared of myself,
Of my emotions,
Of my thoughts.
My mind is a glass cage,
Filled to the brim with water
And I'm trapped inside;
I'm running out of air.
There are moments where I'm alive,
Where I'm able to swim to the top.
In those moments I gasp for air
Taking in as much as I can.
For I know that soon,
I will sink back down to the bottom
And the scariest part is
I never know if I'll make it back to the top.
Every day is a struggle
Between remembering how to swim
Or letting myself drown
And I truly never know which I will choose.
For remembering to swim
Brings back the memories
Of how the water
Has swallowed me whole,
The water that I used to float on
So carelessly
Has now become my prison
Dragging me deeper into its darkness.
I feel myself,
Becoming nothing more
Than an empty shell
Of the girl I once was.
Like a hermit I feel myself pull away
From anyone who tries to near me
And when the time comes
My soul will depart,
Leaving behind the shell I've learned to live in.
My emotions like weights
Dragging me down
To the bottom of this glass cage
That is my mind.
This cage,
So fragile,
It could shatter with one wrong touch,
One wrong move.
So I write to you, dear journal
Wash away my fears
For I feel like a tsunami
Blowing through people lives.
I ask you,
Please heal me from my wounds
Give my mind solace
And protect me from myself,
For my thoughts are like waves
Crashing over me constantly
As I try to remember
How to swim
Destruction is my destiny,
Death is my fate.
Because sadly,
The mind.
Is a cage you can't escape.
About the Creator
Londyn Nichole
I write as a way to seek understanding in the world and within myself.
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