Every night, Every morning,
My lover talks to me,
Let's depart, come with me,
To a place where sorrow doesn't exist.
Tempted I was,
By this lover of mine,
To coalesce into a place,
Where sorrow doesn't exist.
Everyday, tormented I think not,
I eagerly wait for my lover's call,
Begging for it,
To convince me a bit more.
Every day, Every morning,
I live in a world where sorrow thrives,
Where hate blends with happiness,
Where deadly snakes are mixed with lovely vines.
Every day, Every morning,
I have finally decided to answer my lover's call,
A single leap is all it takes.
I see darkness, I feel my soul elevate,
I let go, hearing train horns as a parting gift.
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"Jas!" My mom suddenly calls me from downstairs.
I don't respond, I merely head to where she was.
When I finally got there,
I look at her, as if asking "why?"
She takes the hint and says.
"Don't go to school tomorrow"
I nod and walk back into my room.
I don't complain nor ask the the question why. It's obvious.
Sighing, as if filled with ennui, I get my guitar and strum random progressions.
I get a text from Triz.
"See you tomorrow Jas!"
I don't reply.
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Deep-Rest-Shun
RomanceJasik, a "Straight A" student decides to let go of his past self and enjoy life -- carelessly. Drinking, smoking and hanging out with girls. However, this newfound lifestyle of his ends abruptly as his dad suddenly passes away. This wakes him up fro...
