Today seems kinda dull, sad, and just gloomy.
I came to the library to get some work done and fill out job applications cause I won't be heading home for spring break.
As I gaze out the window, the grey skies seem to mirror the melancholy that has taken up residence within me. The rain drums against the panes, a relentless beat that echoes the sorrow pulsing through my veins. Every drop feels like a tear, a reminder of the joy that's been washed away.
The world outside is as dull and lifeless as my heart feels. The sun's absence has left a chill that seeps into my bones, a cold that no warmth can dispel. I'm trapped in this prison of gloom, unable to escape the shadows that haunt me.
The wind howls, a mournful cry that resonates deep within me. It's as if the storm is mourning the loss of happiness, the demise of hope.
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Non-FictionUncontrollably, they fall. I keep wiping them away, and as i do so, the feeling Intensifies.. It's like I'm trying to convince myself that this isn't real, a figment of my imagination, perhaps one of my made-up scenarios that live rent-free in my he...
