Nowhere to Go
I am so scared.
With that wealth of knowledge.
The realisation that the world is so complicated.
It spins out of control
No institution, no person can control it.
I am scared of the insane world
I can’t ran Home
To my Father’s arm
I am orphaned
Left hanging on the thread of blood
And how do I know that would even last
In this insane world
Can I close my eyes.
But for a moment
Shut everything out
Would that be ignorant or weak?
Just how can I escape—
Living in this insane world
When I feel like screaming,
Like crying
Like dying
Like running
Then I know that
I am part of the insane world
And that makes me sane.
Please help me.
I can’t take this anymore
The rush of blood in my head
The feelings in my hand
The trembling in my leg
The tiredness in my body
I don’t want this—
Not anymore
Please just take this away
Let me go to sleep; to be dead
Give me rest--
From the tiredness in my body
And that makes me sane
Goodnight.
The human mind invents things more easily than words;that is why many improper terms and inadequate expressions gain currency.
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1 comment:
Hey...just doing my rounds through the OxBlogosphere. I kinda like to see what the neighbors are writing about.
And yes, the world is so complicated.
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