Sequel to "I dunno"I zombied my way through the first half of the day. My mind was still floating in the dreary mist of this morning until lunch.Sequel to "I dunno"
At lunch, I realized three of my friends were missing. It was strange, they hadn't said anything about missing today.
I was focused on remembering our conversations yesterday for any clues, when I was shoved, yes literally shoved, from my thoughts. The lunch line had crept forward and i was reprimanded for my lack of of attention. I shrunk into myself until they stopped their rant about my inability to keep up.
Highschoolers today need to learn to chill. They always seem in such
I DunnoBeep, Beep, BeepI Dunno
That infernal noise! That stupid contraption! What evil man ever thought of an idea for a machine with the sole purpose of waking you up? A blueprint for some miscellaneous parts to end your trip in dream world, a world where anything can happen, until this hunk of metal hits you hard in the face with reality.
I hate mornings. I never feel life I have anything to wake up for. I mean, once the day starts rolling, I'm happy, but those moments when you haven't yet found the sunshine in your life, those are the worst.
I quickly roll over and find the snooze button. I untangle myself from she
a happy poemso i sit and i stare i click and nothings there ive posted five poems and not one person has reacteda happy poem
i dont mind that much i know they arent good and such just wanna get better and no ones telling me how
then i look and i see a new message for me thanks anne lofton for making me smile
: D
TearsI inhale deeply I don't want to breathe maybe by holding my breath back i can hold my emotions back as well I let it out and as i go for another breath the tears well up threatening to pour over to show my weaknessesTears
one tear slips by falls down and crashes on the floor I watch it fall I watch all the happiness in my life fall a quiet ugly sob
my raw self tender and pink is exposed to fresh air seeing the surface for the first time my previous shell or wall is in pieces at my feet sharp cracke
umm summer, i guess
Eager
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Death is a sweet slumber, all the pain of life is gently swept away. Ah, yes. So you see... if all life were to end in Spira, all suffering would end, don't you see?
;3
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I'm not broken, I'm just missing a few pieces...
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