YOU HAD A PANIC ATTACK IN CLASS TODAY.
I COULD TELL BECAUSE YOU WERE SHAKING A LITTLE. TRYING TO HIDE IT.
I STOOD UP AND RAN TO YOUR DESK, TAKING YOU OUTSIDE.
DON'T CARE IF THE TEACHER WON'T ALLOW IT.
WE WALKED DOWN THE HALL AND STOOD OUTSIDE AND
I DID THE ONLY THING I'M GOOD AT.
I HUGGED YOU AND DIDN'T LET GO UNTIL YOU WERE CALMER.
WE LEFT SCHOOL, I DROVE US TO AN OLD FIELD THAT NO ONE BUT
ME GOES TO ANYMORE.
WHERE I USED TO FLY KITES AND PLAY WITH DOGS AND SIBLINGS AND LAUGH AND
BE HAPPY UNBEARABLY HAPPY ALL THE TIME.
I MISS THAT.
WE SAT IN THE LUSH GREEN GRASS
AND TALKED FOR A LONG TIME.
I PICKED SMALL FLOWERS AND PUT THEM IN YOUR BEAUTIFUL LONG GINGER HAIR
AND YOU LAUGHED SOFTLY,
THE SWEETEST SOUND IN THIS WORLD.
I'M GLAD I COULD HELP. I LOVE YOU.
YOU ARE READING
b l a n k m i n d s . . .
Poetryjust a collection of random poems from my head... i guess it's like a story in poetry. THIS IS THE DARKEST AND MOST DEPRESSING SHIT I HAVE EVER WRITTEN t r i g g e r w a r n i n g . . .
