I want to die- just to get outta this mess. What do you do if you have bitten off too much to chew and there's nowhere to spit it out. I'm unable to spit it out. I feel like dying would be the easy way out. And at the moment- it's what i need. I want out.

Out of medical school, out of london, out of touch.

I want to be somewhere where no one can find me

Where responsibility doesn't exist and there is nothing needed of me
Where i dont have to be anything
I can exist for the sake of existing
Not to satisfy any need
To be part of nothing

Join the world of my own accord
Not to fight it
But to let her take me away
In trust and safety

To feel blessed again
safe and loved.