Forgotten

I can’t take much more of this. I’m always angry or sad. I feel like screaming and crying at the same time. I want to get up and punch something, throw things across the room, stab the walls. But then I just want to curl up in a ball and cry until I’m hysterical, stumbling over words like a constant teary hiccup. I want to jump off this building into the shallow sea below. I want my sanity and heart back. I want to go back in time, before the cheating and lies. Back to when I could live without air. Breathe without life. I feel like I am the ocean, calm and peaceful. But it only takes a little wind to create a storm. A storm that will interfere with the precious lives of so many. Before they just pick up and move on, completely forgetting the dangerous water that devastated them in the first place.