Do you ever have that feeling, you know, when you’re driving along and you suddenly realize that all it would take was a slight turn of the wheel and everything would be over? No more responsibility, no more loneliness, no more pain.
Do you ever, for seemingly no apparent reason break down in floods of tears, or feel the urge to grab hold of the person in front of you, who is being no more irritating than they are every other time you see them, and rip their head clean off their shoulders?
Do you ever look around you and see nothing but walls with no way out and no way over?
Do you ever lock yourself away, trying to make yourself so so small that eventually you might be successful and disappear?
Do you ever wish you could tell your friends how you feel, explain to them so that it doesn’t seem like you are attention seeking or melodramatic? Do you wish that you could take them inside you, to feel what you are feeling, while all the time thinking that maybe it is the same for you and you should pull yourself together?
Do you ever feel guilty, knowing that there are people far far worse off than you are?
Do you ever wish you had the courage to just walk away from life?
I Grieve... 