I sit in the darkness and feel as I see,
I look at the world around me and I can't help but think-
When will we be free?
When will the "just living" boat finally sink?
When will I finally feel joy in reading once more?
When will I go back to the way I was before?
When will I wake to see I have wings to soar?
When will my heart not feel sore?
I want to die.
I want to sleep and not wake up.
But if you ask, I'll say I'm "fine".
When can I restart my life from the top?
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Between The Lines! (See What I Did There?)
RandomExactly as it says in the title. If there is something about any of my stories I want to talk about it brainstorm with, this is the new home for all of that random stuff. You can use this to ask questions, and for spoilers. If you choose that path.
