Park Therapy

Like I said, I really can't write. This is just my therapy. Everything I post originates from the muddled lines of my notebook. It's all just a coping mechanism.

Today someone asked me if I started therapy, and I told them "maybe".

My therapy isn't what they think. It isn't what they think. 

My therapy is letting these bad feelings fester inside of me, with coping mechanisms that don't bring me peace. 

I run away from my home, jumping from state park to state park to roam.

Just please. Pick up the phone. 

I'm sad and I'm broke, and I just want to choke on these feelings until I die.

I can't be asphyxiated on love, so strangle me to death.

Please. End this miserable wreck. 

Author's Note

I can't write. This is just a coping mechanism for venting purposes.

Reviews

[Writeforlovely]

Your writing really made me feel what emotions you are feeling. I like to write as well to express my feelings. Job well done. I do hope that this is merely a momentary expression, I would hate for you to feel this way indefinitely. Keep writing fellow writer!

[Angel]

Powerful emotions going on inside of you, it's good that you found a way to let them out. It's really good and I think that because I can actually relate to those feelings and so it was easy to feel connected just because I understand. Keep writing even if it's just venting.