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In my mind , I believe that you love me, when reality tells me you don’t. In my mind I imagine you are here with me, clearly when you are no where to be found. People have always told me, you have problem in your mind. In your mind you can’t separate fantasy from reality. Mama always said , ” A mind is a terrible thing to waist.” But , am I really waisting mind away? Why? Why am I always in a constant state of confusion? People always wonder, why I always have a blank look across my face. Why I can’t accept what is real , and ignore silly illusions ? Which, I do make up these fantasies in my mind. In my mind there is a world, that I am addicted to beyond anyone’s measure. I feel trapped. I wanna get out of here! I don’t know what I am thinking ! have no idea of where I should go or who I should turn to. Then I realize that, no one can help me outta of here. No one can help me but me.

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