Location: Under blanket in bed at Dad's house
Date: Friday, July 31, 2020
Time: 2:49am
Device: Old phone (can't even send a text or make a call if I needed to)
State of mind: Dark. Hopeless. Scared.
Feeling: Numb.
Once. Just once, I ask to be protected. Is that too selfish a thing to ask?
It's hard for me to have fun and be happy because I either don't trust the source, or, I know that it's going to have consequences.
---JJ
(Moved from my other book, "Poems and stuff")
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Poems, Short Drafts, Rambles, and Reflections
AléatoireWhat the title says I suppose. Mostly about personal feelings or situations, sometimes based on shows I watch, but probably very rarely. Though some might be themed off of the shows. Also, at least a significant amount surrounding or based on the ti...
