Its 5 am and I havent slept yet, which explains why Im all emotional and crying. These are always the best times to write. I miss home. wherever that is. I left my hometown, I have a dark tainted image of that place in my head. I thought I could make something better of myself, be free, show them all they were wrong. But, now I feel like Im done running, you know? I want to curl up with my Mom, like when I was little. I want to get pissed drunk and high around a bonfire and just be.
The Life of Anise Reimer, What a mess! A beautiful mess. Ups and downs, frazzled and unwound. I feel stuck. I`ve lost momentum. I`m not moving forward anymore. Do I even have a support system? I mean of course I do, but it feels like its a support beam. Not a system that works together and catches me. Its not up to others to support me.
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