Entrapment

The storm is drawing ever closer. Tensions mount and attitudes rise, and all I can do is close my eyes in this static silence, waiting for lightning to strike. I need to get a damn car so I can be away from here constantly, either at a job or elsewhere. I need to not be trapped in this tin prison, waiting for the lights to go out and the creatures to creep into my cell, inching closer and closer with each passing minute, as the drone of voices screaming at me from all directions closes in.. wait.

I don't understand how it all came to be, like this "family" collapsed into this wretched pile of rubble and we're desperately clabbering about amongst the cinders attempting to find and rebuild what we've lost. I somehow knew this was going to happen, it started with Rachel's exile, then my brother's, and somehow the tables have turned, the glass is broken, and I cast myself out of this weakened realm before any more damage corrodes what's left of it's structural integrity. The problem is, I'm blinded by this harsh sun in this barren wasteland that's beyond the broken realm.

What choice do I have.