Avian light

Have you ever wondered what It would be like to die? Have you ever thought about the fragility of life- how easy It can turn black? Whilst I can quite comfortably fly with the thought that you might have had the slightest notion, the short sharp shock of fear that jolts you back into reality and lets you continue to your day. I know for a fact that the thought doesn't nest into every action, every choice, every minor thing you intend. I know that the short sharp shock of fear just leaves you at peace, It doesn't linger around you and strangle you with anxiety at your weakest point. I'm not scolding you for being lucky, If It's not obvious already I envy you. If you're not trapped with your own demons then I can guess you have friends, family, or someone who loves you. Now I'm not saying every person with a functional family has the immunity to inner demons, trust me I know. But I would say that the battle Is ultimately harder for those who are alone, well the ones who believe that they are. I bet you're wondering, "Who is this depressed minority in society?"

I am Francis Evans, the most lonely, despondent, adolescent you could encounter. I'm deeply sorry If you thought that I was an adult, my Isolation leads me to escape In any possible piece of literature you could Indulge In. I suppose you can describe me as the high school cliche; the sad little loser with no friends, only books. The girl who Is teased In every educational Institution she goes to.