The sky seems to match my most recent mood.
It is plain, grey and gloomy.
I am plain.
I feel grey.
I have been looking a little gloomy.
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You know those moods you get in.
You don't mean to get into that mood.
But once you get into the mood it drags you down and it is harder to escape.
You want to crawl to the surface but you can't even reached the pathetic rope ladder that is a good metre away from your fingertips.
***
"How are you?"
Well obviously I am not going to tell the truth.
Who tells the truth anymore?
And why tell the truth if it is going to lead to more questions and more answers.
More opening up?
No thanks!
***
Protect me, o shield of mighty power.
Protect me from others.
Protect me from harm.
And most importantly protect me from myself.
***
My shield has gained a few scratches.
It has fought off many dragons.
I have saved myself as it has saved me.
***
All hail the mighty shield- protector of people and their personal domain!
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Dark Thoughts
Teen FictionSome thoughts that tend to come and go. Not necessarily uplifting either. Bits and pieces of the mind- my own mind. A series of short chapters that may or may not connect. Rated MATURE as this story may contain themes that may upset or trigger rea...
