mariadelavega

comes and goes comes and goes. i wish it would go i wish it would go. i wish i was on the other side of the looking glass free to speculate and observe the mess on the other side. it would help with objectivity and reasoning. sometimes thats all we need to step away and observe on the outside. cause how can you really observe when the tidal wave is about to crash overhead. drown in your own puddle of mud. on the floor useless and screaming. where have i gone. where am i. crashing and falling. there is no help. useless now i am. this mess of mud. on the inside wet and cold. screaming for rain to appease and cleanse this mess ive made of myself and my belongings. trashed.