Sometimes it helps just to know that life is bigger than your own head.
That the jail cell you've locked yourself in isn't going to be forever.
Theres something bigger than the hold on your life.
I feel so trapped in this mental prison.
Ive never longed for an escape to something bigger than this tight suffocating space that I've locked myself in.
Oh how to be free when you have such a hold on yourself, how do I get out of this place when Im the one doing it to myself.
How do I escape the labyrinth of anxiety and fear that I have shoved myself into.
I long to see the bigger things I know are out there.
The ones that are bigger than me.
I know this is what I need because as soon as I step outside and see all the trees and all the sky and feel a breath seeping into my tired mind.
Get out of my head you.
Me.
They say all the best people are mad, bonkers, off their rocker, and yes they're the most creative and talented, but my God they're also in the most pain.
They need an escape and their creativity is their attempt at breaking out.