Poetry

Thought I found a way
Thought I found a way, yeah (found)
But you never go away (never go away)
So I guess I gotta stay now
Oh, I hope some day I’ll make it out of here
Even if it takes all night or a hundred years
Need a place to hide, but I can’t find one near
Wanna feel alive, outside I can fight my fear
Isn’t it lovely, all alone?
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone
Tear me to pieces, skin and bone
Hello, welcome home
Walkin’ out of town
Lookin’ for a better place (lookin’ for a better place)
Something’s on my mind
Always in my headspace
But I know some day I’ll make it out of here
Even if it takes all night or a hundred years
Need a place to hide, but I can’t find one near
Wanna feel alive, outside I can fight my fear
Isn’t it lovely, all alone?
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone
Tear me to pieces, skin and bone
Hello, welcome home
Woah, yeah
Yeah, ah
Woah, woah
Hello, welcome home

It’s a Billie Ellish playlist kinda Sunday morning, really love the lyrics in Lovely.

So many thoughts, so many questions these days. 2018 is ending, and I guess to some extent – good riddance?

Taking the time to reflect, spending the time to build a safe space for thoughts to (re)surface and perhaps it may be time to face some demons. Almost, but not quite yet. Amidst all the jumbled thoughts these days, the most significant revelation will probably be:

Self-destruction comes in many forms.

Till the next time x

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