do you ever get that calm, surreal feeling
after doing something that is connected directly to your childhood
?
perhaps,
the feeling of bare feet pounding onto the asphalt,
a rough feeling in the pads of your feet,
if you haven't built up a sort of used-to-edness to it
it hurts a bit, but it takes me back to when i lived in that all-tan apartment building,
ducking in and out of the ground-level hallways, where people asked me to stop shrieking "ready or not here i come!!!" because their baby was sleeping
i wish i could go back to those days
they were really the best in my whole life
or, another example,
the sound of kids screaming and yelling and shouting and just
having
fun
it makes me feel,,
sad
but i don't know why
it's not a bad thing
i love kids, i love their voices
so happy and rough and just elated
i miss being that way, though
and it hurts to see them, to hear them
just a lil bit
YOU ARE READING
i dream of a perfect life
Poetryin which a girl spills her mind to digital paper and people made of code this is just a bunch of condensed crap i need to write down or get out somewhere. highest ranking: #119 in poetry :') lowercase intended 《copyright march 2017, mia echo》
