Wade Johnson

A refuge in quiet surroundings

Away from any crisis

Even for just an instant

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Feeling spent and needing rest

Moments I wish not to keep

Running to my own extinction

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Quietly sitting here like usual

My future doesn't look bright

In my own personal exile

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Days are filled with distress

My hardships are rife

Causes me to feel exhausted

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Maybe the worse feeling in the world

Like you're in total isolation

That nobody knows you are even alive

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Things are feeling peaceful

My life is becoming blissful

As my spirit wishes to be cheerful

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Each of us have boundaries

Not wanting to cross and get bent out of joint

Then we begin to splinter

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The buzz relaxes me

As the needles into my skin does sink

Yes, it hurts but I like it

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It's an emotion that nobody should experience

This feeling of never ending worry

Causes your mentality eternal affliction

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They see us exist with dejection

They point at us and fuss

Leering at us and saying we are eccentric

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