Leap of Faith

What are you supposed to do when you're stuck between a rock and a hard place? Run, maybe? I keep feeling like I'm running into the same problem... I keep running in circles and find myself smack in the middle of where I started. What happens then? Someone pulls you out? In response to a certain someone, stepping in to the unknown is terrifying. This I feel is the reason rocks and hard places exist. Because we're too scared and selfish to a point and talk ourselves out of making the jump. And Afraid of getting hurt or the worst of being heartbroken.

What's your solution to jumping out of reality and into your happiness of the unknown? Answer me his anonymous reader...

Holes and quick sand

Make the pain go away. Make the want vanish from my mind. Make the hurt disappear. Make the savages in my subconscious mind delete the dirty thoughts. I want them gone. All of them.. The hole I'm digging keeps getting bigger and bigger. I feel like I could do something about it yet instead I'm siting in the bottom watching the dirt fill in. After I look down from staring at the top all that time I realize I'm sinking in quick sand also. Sinking and sinking further into my own muck... That's how I feel. Now how do I escape?

Alcoholic Idiots

Beer, wine, liquor.. Never a better taste. Sweet, sour, bitter, salty.. Sometimes overbearing. Flavorful and also pretty to look at. Oh, alcohol. It consumes us as much as we consume it. Has the power to capture the most honest and emotional parts of our human selves and almost always makes us look like idiots. Tasty and fruitful yet disgusting at the same time. That's what alcohol is. Hot or cold, even served on ice. Frozen and bottles or canned for specific brands, depending on your preference. Alcohol is alcohol. Affects us equally just some takes more than others. In the end though... We're all idiots.

Isolation is key

I'm scared. Terrified. Terrified to open my eyes and fight the reality of my fantasies. These fantasies I want to come true but I wont allow it. How does a subconscious decide how and when to control me? It's so effective. I'm defective. A small girl in a dark room with loudness surrounding and then silence... Clawing my way through the walls of the unknown and ending back in my own backyard. I'm scared of myself it sounds like, but how can I help myself? I'm isolating myself from reality for a reason..