Where do I go from here? (trigger warning)
Today is another day and another night goes by in front of my face. The night so still and my soul is so cold. I sit by the door contemplating if I am known. I wait for a sine for the forgotten, which will never come. I hope for a new life, and not to be found. I find my cave so cold and dark. I wish for windows that will never come. I dont need a door. For I will not use with the intention to bring more fear. I sit in my corner trembling to not be found. For I wish for death than to be locked and bound. I sit upon my stump waiting for my blackened angel for no white will find the pain in side. I wish for the one to light the flame that was washed away so long ago. What did I do to receive the wrath of three times three? Ten times I wait for one to find what sits here now. Ten times the pain floods my heart. Seven more times to hurt before the end. My pockets are so empty, my mind so full, and all is worthless and lost. Where do I go? Where do I fit? This world is round I am a square freak and is looked upon just so. I look to the seas, but they are taken. I look to the land, but it is owned. I look to the stars, but they are named. I look to the space, but it is filled. Where do I fit in this world so miss placed and unwanted? Where can I go to be me? Where can I go to be free? Where can I go that the pain will not fallow? Where do I go from here?