Sometimes it is to hard to leave.
And no one can understand that.
Walking outside that doorway...
Too many reasons to stay inside.
Way to many.
My mind goes in circles
It races at the thought of leaving alone
It starts the night before...
Then I can't sleep
Then the pacing starts....I can't sit still.
If by some miracle I get to work I'm consumed in anxiety...
I watch the clock counting down the minutes till I get to leave
Till I can return home where i can close the door
And wait, wait till I can see my family and gather them around me again
I don't think anyone can possibly understand how those feels
