"Summer nights go by slow but then the days fly so fast.
I can't believe I'm going to be 17 soon.
Where did all those precious moments go?
As a kid I was always a loner, I can't remember much of my childhood but all the memories I have are either violent or sad.
One memory I have that's clear as day was when my siblings were outside at play while I sat inside cleaning alone, I can't explain how I felt but the emotions were dark and twisted and it felt like I was drowning so I took my frustrations out, I picked up a pair of scissors and cut my hair.
I wonder why at such a young age I could feel such dark and twisted things, back then I didn't appreciate being alone, now I hardly find time for myself and it's only a couple of months till I'm almost grown.
I don't think my real life began until I met my closet friends.
One I spend talking with, until our throats are sore.
The other, I spend summer nights with being terrified for my life.
When I met them it was like I was washed ashore and was taught to walk through a place I never knew.
These friends taught me to swim instead of drown, they gave me a reason to come to shore instead of tying myself down.
Summer nights may not last long but with them it's like living in Oblivion.
Summer days fly fast and I know that I want to spend the rest of my days with them, because not only did they teach me to walk they taught me to swim."
-L
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PoetryThoughts, feelings and moments of my past, present and future written down. I can't say much but I like to think that they're goodish. You and I, we're an ocean of love and hatred. A land of chaos and peace, a battle that we're losing with love and...
