Time is so strange.
One day it feels like you have forever,
The next it's like there is no time at all.
Day after day.
I kept saying I'll go tomorrow
I'll go next week
Every time something else came between.
And now?
What am I going to do.
Did I waste to much time?
Is it too late?
You've always beaten the odds.
For as long as I remember.
But what if this is it?
Waiting
Worrying
Not knowing
I should have tried harder to make time
I'm scared
I wanted to show you so much
I wanted to let you see how hard I try
I want you to be proud
But what does it matter,
If you're no longer here to see it
Or to understand it
Maybe you won't even remeber me
I feel alone
The walls are closing in
Breathing is hard
Tears keep flowing
Please I beg you don't go
I beg you don't leave
Please don't die.
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JE LEEST
Short-story Collectie
NouvellesEen verzameling van korte verhalen. Die zijn ontstaan door "writing prompts". Het zijn verschillende gernes en schrijfstijlen. Waarschuwing: Dit zijn verhalen die ik heb geschreven als oefening en wanneer ik iets nodig had om weer energie te krijge...
