I did bad things to the people I love
And even worse to those that love me.

I stared at the wall unblinking while minutes
bled into hours, into days, into weeks and into months.

I felt like the pebble stuck to the river,
battered and bruised, never allowed to just let go.

I filled glass bottles full of pain
And flung them onto the ocean
hoping someday someone would find them.

I chased the horizon into Neverland
And came up empty handed.

In short,
I am exhausted.
I wish to go back
to the depths of the earth
from which I was called upon
Back to just an idea in the mind of the Creator.
Back to peace.