as a child I could sit for hours all by myself and have no toys and zone myself right into a story that only played in my mind that was a good hiding place when I was scared...
ow I'm a woman and I have age and have found myself in a dream and a story that I don't like and my secret hiding place has become a world that's full of hate...
one does not stop to think that as a child when you come across a daydreamer that daydreamed all the time that that child had a talent had a mind that worked different from the rest one does not try to see how a child could live in a mind that could not think make sense of anything around her but she could make a world all of her on and prefect and no one around this little kid could enter in the world that she had created in a little mind of her own..
this is were this kid taught herself how to become a woman taught herself everything a girl must know in order to survive in order to get through all the pain that others would create
now I must ask myself has my mind become a cluttered mess have I seen to much bad what the fuck has happened to my peaceful world why does it feel like it's at war with my wondering mind
I can not Invision my
myself I'm a story that has peace that had live had it been to long sense I felt what is necessary to feel in order to Invision
what I need to see and feel just to get through a day in my life...
have u been sitting here alone and scared to long for my mind to remember what it was to feel something other than ugly will I ever find that inner peace I'm do desperately searching for
this is the only hiding place I know the only place I need no direction this is were I am the one that helps everybody find a way to get back to their place of a peaceful world
gas something been took from me by force am I at war with my own soul help me to see what is needed
so I can run and hide in this world of mine without worry of another's touch...
I have to figure this out for both of the worlds I live have become a living hell....
Angela Oaks
©angelaoaks
A