Getting out of St Louis

This piece by Mercy Survivor Kathryn was originally published on her personal blog, Comfortably Numb, and can be viewed here.

I miss my kids
I miss my home
Why must I be here?
So utterly alone….
I miss my Mom
I miss my Dad
How did I turn into this?
When did I get so bad?
I miss my school
I miss my job
I’ve broken down
I sob and sob
I miss real food
I miss my bed
Would anyone care
If I was found dead?
I miss my family
I miss my friends
But like all good things
It eventually ends
I miss my independence
I miss being in control
I want it all back
Getting out is my goal

Written By Kathryn