Where would my soul go? Is it even here? Would
anything change. I don’t know. I want to jump
out of my skin. And scream. So so loudly. I
wanna jump out of my skin and be free. I want
the world to just stop. I want time to pause for
one hour… that wouldn’t exist. That way i sort
out everything. my mind. my body. my heart. my
sight. everything. im screwed. in so many
different ways. if i list them i will go crazy. but i
do not feel clear. or transparent. i feel invisible.
like im there but not seen. i feel like a weight.
bearing on my soul. my soul, my spirit is locked
in a cage. im envisioning it now. my spirit, its like
white circular light with a blue tinge to it. just
wanting to break free. but it can’t. it will forever
be stuck. and now im starting to cry. thats great. i
don’t know where to go.
my mind is black. dark. no clarity. foggy and
thick.
Writings from 2014.