i want to escape to a place. a place where things will be different. where i can forget. where i can move on. where i can start over. where no one knows the past. so it can truly be a brand new day.
i want to feel like someone cares. problem is: i need someone to shove it down my throat and slap me around before i realize it.
it’s hard to trust because people don’t know how to promise
can we escape our past?
can we really move on from the moments that hurt us the most?
is the feeling of being trapped in my past every going to go away?
why can’t i just be happy with the here and now?
why does the past keep haunting me?
i hurt and cry and throw a smile on my face because that is what i know.
just when things get better and the smile is true, the cycle begins again.
i’m sick of the cycle.
so sick of feeling the way i do..