for once i feel free
i feel like climbing a tree
going up and up until i reach the top
making sure i don't drop
the breeze kisses my face
and now i'm finally safe
instead of waiting for the next day
i'm looking forward for today
i leaned back and relax
but then something crashed
i'm now awake and i'm not on the tree
i find myself in my room and i don't feel safe
i'm at the ground once more
everything feels sore
screaming and crying
i feel like dying
i'm no longer looking forward for today
instead i hope that this is my last day

YOU ARE READING
broken glass
Short Storyi make random prompts it can be inspired from my real life but it can also be inspired by the things that i like. also they're not good its just me free writing so please excuse my mediocre stuff