Escape

Like always, so much to say, yet no words.

For a few minutes I blankly stare at the page. In no time I snap out of the trance only to surprise myself because I realize that I had begun to doodle.

I write another sentence, stop, and begin thinking.

All I try to figure out is the reason for not being able to express.

That thought makes me want to cry.

Shall I sit and cry all night or vent it all out on this paper?

I also think of a third option: escaping the pain and going to sleep.

Escapism.

It almost works.

Almost.

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