I don't want to think anymore,
I don't want to feel anything,
I wish for my mind to go silent
and my heart to go numb.
I want a quiet lake to look at,
a cloudy sky embroidered with
threads of sunlight and a
breeze, so that the tree leaves may
whisper poems to my torn soul.
I want to lay on the grass, take in the sky and just be lost in time and space, as the sunbeams caress my face and the sound of the water calms the tempest brewing inside me.