Words slowly flow from my mind.
Uniquely filling pages with thoughts,
That I myself have created.
They are hard to comprehend,
So people are slow to understand.
Confused and bewildered people are
Looking at the meaning of my words
Maybe to die does not mean death
But a broken heart instead.
Thinking outside the box
Is an escape for some
An escape from a cruel reality.
The reality of life cruel and long.