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What are our lives when we leave this place?
Painting pictures to customers
Selling an idea that we have it all together
I wonder what are our lives when we leave this place?
Because we're always here and
When we're not, we complain
It can't be for the money at this point
We revolve around this place
I used to dread heading there but
Now I always say
"I have nothing else better to do"
At least for so many hours I'm wanted somewhere

Then I return home
Feet hurting
If only Blasian was here to rub them
Just wanting to lay
We could play 2K, I almost beat him ya know
Falling asleep in someone's arms besides my own
Wish you could stay longer

Then the eery silence reminds me
I haven't heard from him in 2 days
Haven't heard from my back up in 4
I'm double lonely
Could you work a 2-close instead of 12-5
Certainly.
I'm not wanted any place but here.
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
Oh shed no tears it makes hard to steer.
As this racer comes so dear.
As I enter turn one I see what I have done.
On to turn two this is something new.
Racing in to turn three is now no breeze.
I come to turn four there will be no more.
I now stand at the wall that has taken
those to fall.
I watch the new racer who will set the pace.
"So on to the finishline,Oh son of mine
I launched at the starting gun
the course was always planned
trained your feet to run
mile 20 muscles cramped
I had the 26.2 tattoo
  on my fragile ego.
Round here I never
forgive me ever
I'm my own worst enemy.
Dad always said so.
Stand up straight, Boy.
Crawl across the finish line.
Saturday, March 14th and the time is precisely 10:30am.

      I'm an introvert but not really by choice. In most scenarios I just always had to learn to manage on my own and solitary became an addiction. Most of my Saturdays consisted of getting high and playing MKX and Call of Duty on my Playstation 4. Yeah, my life is
as interesting as watching wet paint dry.

     That Saturday was different. I walked about the mall with my best-friend Vad, who I hadn't
seen for ...two weeks maybe? Vad and I met in kindergarten but later reconnected in Jr. school. Him, Kofi, Adrian, and J were the most friends I had and even so, it was a rare occasion I got out the house to hang out. I hated parties but loved music; small events were definitely my thing.

    Vad's mom gave us the car for the day and we made our venture to the mall. The car ride to the mall consisted of us sharing what we've been doing during the time we haven't seen each other. Vad was doing pretty good; he had a new polo outfit complimented with a gold Rolex all from saved up money from working with his dad. I didn't really have much to say."I master prestiged in Ghosts." were all I had to offer. It caused a huge laughter between the both of us but a sense of seriousness was in the air. After the laughter he said he knows what I'm doing and I dapped him. Not much people were good at deciphering my crazy maze-like plans.

   I had already made two stops; the food court and FinishLine. Spinster, a music store, was my final destination. I'd been going to Spinster for about three years but this was my first time in I'd say three months. During my first two stops in the mall, Vad was MIA. Luckily, on my way to Spinster I spotted him at the Ralph Lauren store, "Of course that's where he'd be." I chuckled to myself under my breath as I watched him strain his scrawny arm.

  I browsed the rock section, only to be disappointed at BMTH's classic Sempiternal album not being there.
I had already bought the album but I wanted the actual vinyl to play when I got home.
"****!", I said impulsively.
I felt a million eyes land on me and that's when I realized Vad was missing again.
I scanned the room, spotting him at the counter. He was talking to the new countergirl  girl. She was light skinned with blonde hair, obviously dyed. Her cheeks were fat and covered in freckles or acne, I don't know. Light bulbs were highly inferior to her smile and then she caught me. She caught me! I started off looking for Vad and ended up scrutinizing this girl's existence! It was an awkward feeling and I quickly brushed it off and broke awkward eye contact. I couldn't find Sempiternal but I found SGT. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band by The Beatles. I carefully glanced at Vad, being sure not to even look at the counter girl. He signaled me to come over and I did, passing  countergirl the vinyl.
"Yo, this is my bestfriend Trá. Trá, this is-"

"She has a name tag bro", I said while quickly glancing at the tag reading,"Ana".

"So...The Beatles? They're music is nice.", she slipped in. I know they say you shouldn't judge a book by its cover but looking at countergirl, I mean Ana - I'd never think she listens to the Beatles. Something about her screams mainstream. Ironically, she could use the same saying for me with my hipster appearance.

"Yeah, they're my third favorite band what's your favorite song?" I asked, only testing her.
She smiled and said it feels like I'm testing her so I gave a quick glare, realizing how transparent my test was.

"Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds", she said as she passed me my vinyl and change. I chuckled and smirked because I watched her eyes scrutinizing the back of the vinyl. As I took my things, my eyes met with Ana once again and for a second, Vad wasn't near us but my thoughts aren't reality and he was still there, handsome and tall and captivating the eyes of Ana as my eyes scanned her aesthetic aspects. I stood there with a facade, smiling as Vad and Ana shared smiles. A sense of jealousy took over my emotions but I quickly suppressed it with memories from my past relationshit. Countergirl swiftly went from a goddess who's feet I'd kiss to just being countergirl.

Interrupting their conversation ever so politely, "It was nice meeting you Ana" is what I said as I made my way out the store motioning to Vad to let's leave.

— The End —