Why do I feel like this?
Like the end is near and there is no help in sight
Like the sun set and life became an endless night
I feel that it gets harder catch my breath
Tears flood my lungs, weighing on a heavy chest
A crippled heart, withering, decaying, dying
There are dark days followed by spots of sunshine. Storms followed by an eerie calm. I need more peace, more tranquility. I need to escape from the world. It gets harder to breathe when your head remains underwater. It gets harder to fight when your legs keep getting swept from under you.
I can picture myself sitting in solitude on a beach, somewhere far away. Watching the waves crash upon each other on the shoreline. Hearing the birds sing overhead. The sun is setting and I feel at ease.
I need an escape. I need a dream where I could live.
The breeze feels warm.
Take me home.