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It's not easy being you sometimes. Sometimes you begin to think about a lot of things, questioning your actions and interactions. You go to bed at night but no caffeine is needed for you to stay up. You don't bother asking for help because you never listen, and your conscience keeps telling you the truth, your heart's breaking down, but nobody wants to see that frown. Keep that negativity aside before the world pushes you into the 'negative side'. There's a big black hole down there, there's isolation down there. There's a very large pool and no you don't want to drown there. Cry your man tears, and wish you were a child so you could hold your favourite teddy bear, like don't cry man, teddy's here. Imagination used to be fun then, but when you grow up, it's a whole different thing. Don't long for pity today, get off the internet and face the real world today! Yeah, that's easy to say. I switch my stories in POV's so you too can say, maybe it'll be okay. Knowing you're not the only who's thinking about past memories, and how to put them into melodies, so you can play the piano, cuz pianos are for emotions. This ain't no wonderland, no you don't get no potions. Dive into the ocean of thoughts and swim deep, but you can't swim. How'd you survive that feat? Doesen't matter, you know that it's coming again. Switch off the device and rip that notebook open, just let the ink bleed.

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