| Oct. 9th, 2007 @ 09:35 pm "Of All Things the Measure Is Man" |
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Current Mood: drained
I feel like my insides are caving in, the world is drying up and drying out and all I want to do is escape. I can't talk about it, it's a family thing and I'm hurting him and it hurts me to do that and I think it's my pride and maybe it's not and I don't know what to do anymore. I can't think without wanting to cry, but I can't cry because it feels like there's a well inside me and there's not enough in it for tears. I can't cry in front of them. They'd ask "What's wrong?" and I can't tell them because I don't know.
I don't know what's wrong, maybe it's normal teenage angst and maybe it's something wrong in my head, and I don't know. Everything's perfect on the outside. I have nothing to be sad about. I have a great life; no tragedies, nothing to account for how I feel now. But I'm so tired and I want to die sometimes but I can't. There's too much that I can't leave; I'm trapped and I feel like I could sleep for forever, but even in sleep there are dreams. I don't want to dream.
People are so afraid of death that they need heaven or hell or reincarnation, anything that means they get to live on for a little while longer. Why? Maybe it's the intrinsic fear of the unkown or maybe it's the need for survival. I'm not sure. I've never had death touch me, clench around my wrists and drag me away, so I'm not sure ho I would react if I were ever in a life or death situation. Sometimes, I think it woud be easy to just let that darkness slip me out of my body, steal the warmth of my soul and leave the cold clay behind. I want oblivion, rest so complete and perfect it's like Parmenidean Being, everything within itself, flawless. Nothing left of me, my pains or worries. Just the rush of souls all mingled together, all as one. Or maybe it would be true oblivion; a nothingness so complete that no mind could comprehend it. It's scary, trying to think of oblivion. An ache in my chest.
Eh, but sometimes there's too much inside of me and I need to pour it out. |