I want to go outside and run till I can't run anymore and then run some more. To run till my legs give out and I've forgotten it all. But you can't out run your past, can you? Sadly it follows you everywhere you go. You can never quite forget it. Always nagging at the back of your mind. A steady reminder of the pain and horror.
I sit in the corner curled up rocking back and forth. I concentrate on forgetting. Clear your mind. Forget who you are, pretend your Winnie the Pooh being careless and trusting. Eat Huney and laugh a lot. Play with Hang out with Piglet and go visit Roo later. Be innocent.