One time I was just feeling really, I duno, depressed? I needed to go do something. I think I was missing Kelli too much or something. Anyway, I wrote this a while back but never put it up.
It boils inside me.
I need to run, no, to fly.
Fly right into a wall.
But that won't do, unless I break it down too.
I look at the room around me, so enclosing.
Trapping me here, like I'm tied down to a bed while everyone else is having fun.
I need to break out and fly into the darkness, the unknown, the unseen.
It's better if you close your eyes.
That way nothing can hurt you or do anything to you.
You're invincible with you eyes shut tight if you are thrashing about and running.
Yes, everything has to be fast, not part of you relaxing.
I look at my skin, surrounding me completely, trapping me like the walls.
But tearing if off won't help any, it's the feelings, not the physical part that needs free.
I need to be tense, every muscle flexing.
But then I get tired and relax and nothing can be relaxed.
But the feeling still torments me even while tensing everything.
I need to flex inside, but I don't know how.
So I can only know that crashing and running wildly will satisfy myself, but even that doesn't.
I guess I'm just bored with nothing to do.
I'll just go sit on top of a mountain and let the wind blow my hair.
