How do I say hi?
How do I say no?
Can I tell her how I feel?
Won’t she say no?
She’ll say no.
I know she’ll say no.
I can’t go there.
Too many people.
Take a different route.
Avoid the light.
It feels tight in here.
You told me there wasn’t going to be many people here.
I’m not exaggerating.
I want to go home.
Let me go home.
I want to go home!
LET ME OUT!
May 31, 2020
May 31, 2020 at 1:09 PM UTC
A shriek. Her song.
The way she sways as her mouth opens ever so slightly to release its cursed vocals.
A familiar tune, I used to hum.
In the tub, while looking at the crumbling roof.
Always whispered, never spoken loud.
Always shy, never proud.
Soaked in the water's silky grasps, floating.
Sinking.
Drowning.
In her gentle embrace.
Tempting, tempting.
It's cold.
She's warm.
No air, no heart.
May 31, 2020
May 31, 2020 at 12:57 PM UTC
A shiny white balloon gently sways with the wind
Attached at the end is a little girl, she's three.
She swirls and dances, all grace no faults.
She stumbles and giggles, not caring at all.
Her locks of hair cover her eyes, from the danger around.
The little girl is old now..
She does not giggle or sway.
She does not dance or play.
She cares, she cares about what everyone thinks.
The little girl we once knew, is no longer free.
For she has let go of her shiny white balloon.
It floated away, float float float.
May 31, 2020
May 31, 2020 at 12:52 PM UTC