Trapped

At times life can become a bit much for you to handle. At this moment i feel like i'm stuck on an island where there is a ton of people and they are all trying to talk to me in a launguage i can't understand. I don't know where i'm at or how i got there just that i want to get off and go home. Home.... i'm not sure i know where home is or what it even looks like. Ever since my mom died my view of things have changed. Lack of sleep is no fun and i feel like i haven't been able to sleep since my mom passed. My dad always says to me "Come on, you got to get over it sometime, whats your problem." My answer to that is everyone deals with things differently. Its not like a cold being there one week and gone the next. You don't truely understand unless you have gone through it youself. So for now i'm stuck on that island waiting for somthing different.