Lost by: @RipperNinjaCare

Sometimes I wish I could escape this place. That I could just close my eyes and be somewhere else. -Anywhere- else. I close my eyes tightly and envision some beautiful place, that's warm and surrounded by clear blue watered beaches and swaying palm trees. For a moment I even consider clicking my heels together, that it would take me home because clearly this isn't it. My thoughts run rampant, none of them making more sense than the last. I open my eyes again, laying my head back on the tree I’m leaning against. I can’t help but feel this way; nothing in my life feels right anymore. Nothing fits together, as if I have puzzle pieces to several puzzles mixed into one box. I struggle to find the right pattern, something that will give me the picture I need but it’s no use. Everyday darker than the last, as if the sun and the moon are simultaneously falling away and my days grow dimmer. If only there was a secret code, some sequence of buttons I could push that would make my life simpler, more logical. I shake my head at my own thoughts, but its life and if there was some special ‘easy’ button I’m certain we would all not only know about it but we would push it every day. Each of us struggles to find the right path that will lead them to the perfect person, the perfect life. The picket fence and the little dog, but, I walk through life wondering if I’ll ever find that. If it’s written in my stars and if it’s not where might I end up instead? Some place better? Some place worse? Is it too much to ask that I find that seamless combination that just fits? My eyes trail over the scene before me, the green grass, and pink, purple, and yellow wild flowers sprinkled across the field bringing splotches of color through-out the emerald meadow. It brings so much peace and yet at the same time only increases the turmoil within me. Leaving me more conflicted than I was before. The picturesque scene that encircles me was enough to make any one normal feel better, but as my life suffers greatly from routine. The habitual nature of most, as it consists of the beastly creatures that shouldn’t exist by the light of the day and I’m one. If that doesn't doom me, I don't know what will.

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