I long to move away.
From the fighting and the noise,
From the never ending mess,
Of clothes and dishes.
From responsibility and and rules
That restrict my life.

I long to move away.
From the sly stares and the snide comments,
Of the ones who are out to destroy.

I long to move away.
From their skeptical glances
And negative language
Which drives me insane .

I long to move away.
From the mirror;
From the tired eyes that judge me more than any others.
From the stranger that continues to stare back.

I long to move away.

Like a distorted image in an unnerved puddle,

I cant recall your face.

Happy memories and fleeting times,

fade at a painful, heart wrenching pace.



Your love was suffocating and broken,

its left me bleeding red.

Of all the storms I've weathered,

I couldn't handle you wanting me dead.



Like shattered glass,

the pain is sharp.

tears burn my tired eyes.



But I walk the streets with a smile on my face; and keep the pain inside.

They all persuade you that you’ll be okay,

But where are they when you need them most?

When you choke on insecurities, screams captured in blood and tears; when you drown in the black abyss of your own misery.

You drown alone.

No ‘You’ll be okay’ or ‘it gets better’ can swat away the negative energy that latches onto your every thought.

Isolated. You reach out to those who mean the most to you;

They turn their backs,

They walk away from you.

The fragile pieces that make your body shatter, all energy, thought, light escapes you.

When you walk in the black fog you walk alone.

When you face depression, you stand alone.

Solitary.