I'm not really sure where I'm going.
I hate it.
I can't stand feeling lost. I don't like wandering through the unknown, stumbling around without any direction. It's a strange feeling. Losing your sense of direction and feeling abandoned, left to walk blindly, unsure if you're even moving forward.
Abandonment is something that isn't foreign to me. Yet, this feeling, while we are acquainted, is something I didn't expect to experience this time around. Left alone with nothing to my name. I'm much like a stray dog in that sense, trying to move forward in an unfamiliar place. Waiting for a new owner, a new passion to take me home and make me feel at ease.
My passion.
The thing behind this abandonment. Something I thought I would always have. A close friend that I had given my trust to, hoping to be accompanied indefinitely. The small warmth that offered to make my world shine so brilliantly, alight with endless hues. As time went on, the vibrant yellows and reds, crisp purples and blues bled out. Everything now dull and plain, dark.
I'm scared of the dark.
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To whoever might be reading this, this is dramatic. This is meant to be over the top, striking even! I'm sure that most don't care for what the actual situation is, so just interpret what I wrote however you want.
(FYI, my grammar is nowhere NEAR good. I know this. Please move along.)
Peace. (^ー^)ｖ
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De TodoThis isn't all that special honestly. I just need to get my thoughts out sometime. These shorts are based on actual emotions and real-life situations. They are just... amped up. If you wanna read them then be my guest. Some things aren't better left...
