me, the messy

there was only this one time when i had fluttering wings
and sparkling colors as my comfort. i guess i'm going back
to that. yeah... something bad happened again. it doesn't
really feel too good. that's why i'm trying not to remember
what happened. not yet anyway. i'm chicken, remember?
that sounded funny. i imagined myself clucking away.
anyway, i feel so small right now. too small... i'd like to
disappear for some time. i'd probably have the courage
to face what happened after i get back. well if i do decide
to disappear. *sigh* it's hard. it's already been 4 days and
i still can't face it head on. i need to find to courage to look
straight at it and i'll be quiet now.