What is it like to escape? To be able to run away, to leave everything behind and just go? To know that despite everything that is keeping you back, you've already broken the shackles and have long gone.

Because i'd really like to know. I'd like to leave the reality that i'm in now and just disappear, to where ever. Be it the blackness of death, or the light of a new day that i will have to face somewhere else. I just want to know.

Because right now, there is a feeling gnawing inside me. A feeling i cannot quite describe, a feeling i cannot quite understand. A feeling that i have tried (and failed) chasing away with cigarettes and loud music.

A feeling that i want gone.