When you're sitting here,
like this,
you're no longer yourself.
Ignoring those around you,
seeing nothing they do,
hearing nothing they say.
You hear nothing,
even though you're looking at them,
nodding,
smiling,
but you processed nothing.
You don't know how you feel.
One thing,
can make your emotion completely change.
A whirlwind of emotions,
of memories.
You don't feel like you're in the same place...
You're flying away,
off in a different world of your own. Just to be shot down,
to suffer on earth,
broken wings,
wondering if you ever even fly again?
YOU ARE READING
Everyday Thoughts. Collection of writings and poems.
RandomThis is a compilation of stories too short to be their own, and free verse poems. I write each part while inspired by my current emotion, or something that may have recently happened. So know that all of these come from my heart, or my over active i...
