Tuesday, July 14, 2009

You Can't Hold Me

Believe in the lie or accept the truth. I am done with this world.
My time has come and I will take my place far from this empty little space.


It feels like I am trapped inside my own head. Better yet this room that’s held me for so long my prison cell you could say.



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  1. that's exactly what it feels like. Personal prison cell. It's horrible and wonderful at the same time (at least for me). It can be safe, and all mine, and I make do. Keeps everyone out! But I see everyone outside and I want to be there.
    More often it's not that I wish I could leave my cell, but I wish that I wished to leave in the first place. Because I got very good at convincing myself that the 4 walls are here to stay, and they aren't so bad.

    But I know it isn't true, so it's getting better.

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  2. This is the truth. We find a place, a sanctuary really that we feel safe in that we can flee to. Most of the time, and in my case we will slowly recede into this place until we rarely or never leave it.

    Keep it up, I’ve made huge progress over the past 2 years myself.

    Andy

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