Nothing.
I have Nothing.
No ideas,
No plot points,
No characters,
No adventures.
Nothing.
I keep waiting for something to hit me........
Hopefully not literally
Feb 24, 2013
Feb 24, 2013 at 12:45 AM UTC
A sad little girl,
sheltered and protected,
never really had much of a reason to feel bad,
but tired of thinking about all these sad thoughts
worried about things older then her.
She doesn't cry at the right time,
she cries when she hears a sad song on the radio,
She weeps about death,
She thinks about her own
all the things she would miss just because she wasn't grown
she's so tired
she's thinkin all these mad things
Dreaming all these sad dreams
so alone.
Then her brother calls and says
the TV show's on and she's gonna miss it.
She wipes her eyes on her palms and her nose on her sleeve
she runs downstairs to watch cartoons on the TV
Aug 30, 2011
Aug 30, 2011 at 11:50 PM UTC
Where did you go?
You were there just a moment ago
Or how many years?
Why do thoughts of you bring me to tears?
What happened to you?
We used to be close
Now you're a thought,
a memory,
a ghost
What do you mean its me that's changed?
Is that why we're now so estranged?
Where did I go?
I thought I was here,
Just a moment ago
Aug 30, 2011
Aug 30, 2011 at 1:13 PM UTC
Why?
Why do you try to bring me down?
Why do you try to make me mad
to get a reaction?
Why do you try to make me sad?
Why try to make me cry?
You know you won't, and never will
Because I am so much stronger then that
And every time you do that,
It doesn't make me angry
It doesn't make me cry
It just makes me pity you
and get farther
and farther
and farther
away......
Aug 28, 2011
Aug 28, 2011 at 11:08 PM UTC