I was losing my mind
So I decided to drive after it.
Where I was raised is where I was to consider comfortable.
But I stopped feeling at ease.
Every state boarder I crossed
that uneasy feeling was there
Now I settle in somewhere new temporarily
Trying to force myself to get a grip.
Again this uneasy feeling telling me to run, drive, go anywhere else
If I keep listening, leaving, going even farther
I might start to feel like myself
But what stops me every time
is knowing this will never end.
- Author: Rayne (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 17th, 2018 08:03
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 16
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