Jul 2020
I've realized escape is non-existent.
Even when I attempt to sleep it all away, the memories come back to me in my dreams.
In the dreams I always get so close to escape, and then its ripped away from me.
It always ends the same. It ends with myself curled up on the floor, hugging my knees to my chest, letting out ragged breaths between choked up sobs as I bleed.
Even when I attempt to sleep it all away, the memories come back to me in my dreams.
In the dreams I always get so close to escape, and then its ripped away from me.
It always ends the same. It ends with myself curled up on the floor, hugging my knees to my chest, letting out ragged breaths between choked up sobs as I bleed.
I miss the feeling of escape before it would get taken from me, I miss feeling free.
(But can I even miss it if I never truly had it and only dreamt it?)
(But can I even miss it if I never truly had it and only dreamt it?)
