idontknowwhattocallthissoiguessthiswillhavetodo

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My stomach churns and giggles
Water drips down the pipes
Static noise constantly in the air
My sister watching tv in the next room
My feet rubbing against each other

Sometime I think that if i keep doing this, if I keep listing things that are obvious, that I can distract myself from my own thoughts. It never works. My mind strays like the hairs on top of my head. I'm in my own messed up dream and I don't want to get out. I want to stay here forever and lie on the clouds. Although the clouds are warm and comfy, I know that if I look down I'm directly above a churning volcano. I can enjoy my little cloud of bliss, but I can't roll too far, or I'll plummet to my death. A fiery, ferocious death that will be the end of all things. Maybe it's for the best. After all, it's only in my head. Right?

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