Sometimes, I feel I want to die. Yet I cannot commit suicide. I am stricken with overwhelming emotions. They blind me from everything that is important to me. Friends. Family. Imaginary lovers.
I am trapped behind these walls. Somehow afraid of joining the normal people. People who are working to pay bills. Shopping. Hanging out with friends. Having an ice-cold beer. People who are living.
I want to breathe in the fresh air. To feel the cool breeze on my skin. Yet I shut myself inside. All alone with my dark thoughts.
Sometimes, I just want to close my eyes and drown in a tequila-laced dream.
© Josslyn Rae Turner
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