Originally written on April 25, 2018
It's a lot to take in...
There's so much going through my head I wish I could make it stop.
So many worries, expectations, fears...
I never know who to talk to, I always eventually feel like a burden.
There's this feeling in my chest I can't get rid of.
The feeling that makes your heart squeeze and leaves you in the brink of tears.
I want to go on a walk, leave this cage, but where would I go?
What would I do? Who would I talk to?
My head is spinning, constantly looking for a way out.
How I long to be free...
To feel the wind in my hair as each step I take brings me closer to relief of mind and heart.
How I wish I was no longer caged in...
Author's Note
"My Aviary" was something I wrote when I felt trapped. I'm the type of person that would stay home all weekend and throughout the week after school. I don't particularly go out anywhere nor do I hang with friends too often. It's truly rare really. Anyway, all this staying in eventually gets to me and I feel claustrophobic in my own room; my own home. It's become a lot more frequent actually. This moment in my life was one where I couldn't handle being inside much longer. I was frustrated and confined. There was too much going on at the time and I couldn't even think clearly then. I dealt with it the same way I've come to deal with everything, writing. It can only go so far, but at the time it was what I needed.
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