It's been 22 days.
22 days since my life turned to hell.
22 days since I left my backpack at the train station and it was stolen.
8 days.
8 days since I totaled that car.
4 days.
4 days since I had to show back up at school. To go to classes and work and not be able to go to bed until 2 in the morning because I have so much homework. Because I have a chronic illness that makes my brain hurt all the time. Because I have a stupid chronic illness that leaves me in pain all of the time. Because I lie awake feeling sorry for myself because I will end up in a wheelchair.
When will it get better?
I want to leave this hell behind.
I want
To fly on the wings of bird
Be liberated from my prison
Of a body
This life I know
Torturous pain
Sleepless nights
Working for a dream
Yet somehow
Falling
Falling short
Falling in fear
Falling in pain
Falling, falling
falling
Failing.
I want to rip it out
All of the hurt inside of me
Free myself from the pain
That so often works
Against me
I want to dance again
Dance as the prima
Dancing on the stage of life
Free
Free from my prison
Free from pain
Hunger
Want
Free to fly as the birds
Away
Away from the fiery pain
The misery
No right place left in the world
How no one knows my pain
The sorrow I feel
The torture I go through
Every day
