day three: the surrounding.

surrounded,

let me out

let me breathe

let me be

myself.

thats what all

this hurt was

for: so i could

finally be who

i am.

but with your

words crashing

through my

deaf ears

and tangling inside

my foolish head

i've lost

the thoughts

of me, myself, i.

i want to find

somewhere,

anywhere but here.

a somewhere where

i'll be invisible and new

and maybe, just maybe,

i can outrun the words

and you.