Saturday, December 22, 2018

Other Side

This isn’t what I thought it would be.

It’s clean.

But it’s a fantasy.

I wish I had a family.

One day, maybe.

I wish for a change.

But it’s not enough.

I need to get out of here.

Far away.

A lake with calm waters.

For a change.

But it’s not enough.

Fascinating to be here.

Because it’s all a distant memory.

Now, I’m clean.

No scars.

No hurting.

The aches are gone.

The misery.

All apart of me.

But now I don’t need anything.