a/n first story no hate please, but i welcome feedback :)
The feeling of the covers overwhelming
a burning sensation of uncomfortability,
but i know if i free myself of the chains holding me back
i would be left to my own thoughts
and that i cannot bare.
Grudgingly dragging myself from the bed that devours me whole,
i slip on the chuck taylors at the end of my bed
the chuck taylors that remind of so much
so much i did not know i could bare.
Lacing these shoes that should keep my feet warm and free
of the cold september air.
i find myself rushing to the closest 7/11
feeling my feet bashing across the paved concrete
i reach my destination,
finally ordering a cup of coffee
so bitter, but it helps me bare.
