lonely thoughts

I run to the forest, 

The colors remind me

Of the color my eyes aren't. 

Your screams are still in my ears,

They still echo

Against the blank canvas out here. 

It feels like I'll explode

Somedays, when my thoughts

Are too much to handle. 

The indecision grows

Like a new born tree,

Just never quite ready. 

All your words are right—

I'm in denial about my life. 

The world is fading to night. 

Out here it is silent,

And I can think and wonder

About all of the choices I made. 

Sometimes, the silence is too much,

And I'll just cry against a tree.

Maybe then it'd be loud enough. 

But this place grows on me,

It's the place where I escape. 

The place where I can't make any more mistakes.