no escape.

I think of you
but pain creeps in
or maybe it’s fear
that’s how it begins
I escape to fresh air
try to walk off emotions
still I can’t shake them
they leave me broken
again I find something
anything to take over
but nothing can lift
the weight from my shoulders
‘think of something else’
oh, I really do try
but nothing can stop
the tears that I cry

©2017 what sandra thinks

About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, sometimes blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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19 Responses to no escape.

  1. drainbrainx says:

    I feel like that sometimes too….I sent you an email if you ever want to talk

    Liked by 1 person

  2. You’re killin’ me this week. And it’s only Tuesday! 😕

    Liked by 2 people


  4. Marquessa says:

    I’m also a friendly ear. Its great to see the support you have in the comments. Not my best week either and its only Tuesday.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. I just realized I wrote you’d been “anything but awesome…” yesterday. I hope you know that should’ve said you’ve been “nothing but awesome…”. I’m such an idiot. 😃

    Liked by 1 person

  6. dykatamee says:

    UG. Oh how I’ve been there. Thank you for this. Beautiful.

    Liked by 1 person

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