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Chapter 4: Amy's POV: Have you ever had that feeling when you just wanna go to bed so the morning will come faster. Well thats what Im doing. 9:30pm, GoodNight. The next day...
Free me. Free me from hell. Free me from this hell. I'm trapped and I need help. Show me. Show me a way. Show me the way. The path I should take. Find me. Find me a cure. Find me the cure.
Life will be our art, and you will be a part of our history. Whisper me this; You can be everything you ever wanted to be.
Who would have thought Such a comparison Everything she thinks I relate with completely. The things she does I do too How she reacts, I would embody Her situation I would be there Her destiny I share.
#acrostic. Inspired by @leelee101. And his brilliant piece titled "triple". Undecided Upon a I me or yoU. Never drawN cards over sooN. Losing grip Lost taste surreaL. Entrapping Earths laws you'rE.
There is something in the tree. Maybe if I climb up from the base, Into the sky, Oh I, oh I, I will find What I am looking for.
#colourchallenge My Doctor Martens have always been black, This is the colour only for Jack, 12 hole, 16, or 24, I wear DM's for ever more.
I want to stand tall. But I feel hindered. My wooden stilts. Have cracked and splintered. Words fly out like broken glass. Reckless. Chaotic. Streams of black mascara. Run down my face.
I have no idea how to explain this but I'll give it a try. Here we go. Good luck. Sometimes in life we have a lot of time on our hands and we get thinking. It's just what we do.
We all want to be "in the know" To prove it, we make such a show. But here's the real deal, you see In order to know, you must be free, from what you think is so.
I need sometimes, Just to hear my name. I caught the bus back home, But I don't know where I'm going. As I made my peace, In the morning rain.
She has one sock rolled up. And one sock down. The sock rolled up. Is brown. Like her glassy eyes. That view the world. With an ocean between. Reality and her soul. Her dress is green.
"She's just infatuated with the boy... She'll get over it in a week." How many times have you heard those words. Almost everyone has at one point or another.
We're all in the same game, just different levels. Dealing with the same hell, just different devils. Sometimes I wanna stand up and be a rebel. Just pound all these walls that surround me.
I look into a sheet of glass, And see another me.. I stare at it, abrupt, aghast. Why does it look like me. I wave my hand and wiggle my nose, And talk to it aloud..
I have always tried to be myself Succeeded most of the time But now I need some help I don't feel right now and I don't know why Ive got to figure it out somehow I have got to try It could be...
These windows aren't up so high, like they used to be. I can now taste what it's like to be free. Nobody told me. I had nothing to let go of, but I had the strangest feeling I needed to be free.
Come to think of it I'm not entirely sure Where I lost myself Maybe it was in those 8 hours of classtime Lost in notes and due dates Equations and definitions In beds of strangers or Old friends...
Someone said I could dream like only I want to. They said that I had quite the style to be a ghost. They said I was pure in my ways of love and rotten in my ways to live.
My eyes are open but yet I still not see. I had the best thing I could've asked for right in front of me. I closed my eyes and things became clear. All I'll ever need is already right here.
(This is quite a rough draft, It was literally a string of thoughts that popped into my head when I was making a sandwich. I wanted to put them down on paper/screen just to see what they looked like.
I couldn’t run away any more, I needed something to hold on to for sure, to help me with the hurt, anger and pain I tried to face it all, couldn’t do it on my own - again and again.
Live everyday like Its the last day of your life Find happiness in Every corner, on the edges of the knifes. Always value everything, Nothing comes for free.
As my mind buzzes of all the things I could do. But my mind is pin pointed on to one thing mainly. It is silly but I focus on it. No one knows what my mind has going on but you could try and guess.