Writings of Summer Blayre

My True Expressions

12/28/17
10:30am
-Sometimes it's hard to find the time, to contemplate the madness in my mind.
7:45pm
-Right here, right now, I feel pretty fine. Just taking my time, wasting some time.
12/29/17
7:20am
-Today's a new day, I feel pretty okay, appreciating being the only one like me.
6:00pm
-Now I'm lost, scrambling to make words, trying to make them fit, a makeshift puzzle of my own.
8:00pm
-As I float along, in the rigid sea of thoughts, I do not feel afraid, or ashamed, or discouraged.
11:30pm
-In this moment, I'm content and watching, in the sky, yet aware of all my surroundings.
12/30/17
9:45am
-Anger. Pure rage. Homicidal thoughts and murderous instincts. Why not just let me sleep?
4:50pm
-I've come to wonder, if an annoyance for someone can be so strong as to cause nausea?
7:45pm
-"The Walrus sings at Midnight." {De. Megan}
10:45pm
-I'm scared. I don't know what's happening. I don't understand where I stand exactly. I'm just gonna sleep it off.