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simple, quiet, forever...

It’s so quiet here,
That I can barely breathe.
Everything is so completely complex yet as simple as it will ever get;
This is the epitome of existence, the pure reason people do things.


The world is going on around me, I can hear its’ vision, its’ voice is calling me outside and I want to leap into her arms, and yet,


I am stuck…….

Yes stuck here with nothing and no one.


The silence is so loud that I am trembling at the core, at the touch…
My heart and soul are SCREAMING, BEGGING ME, for a change, for something new.
But, it looks like I’m going to be facing these padded cell walls forever…


Huh, I find it funny that my own mind is my own asylum, and yet every day is basically the same. Yet,
The need to escape is agonizing and every time I think that a door will open, I am shut out like a child…
Simple…

Quiet…


Forever…
This is me, this is who I am, and that is how long I will stay here…..



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