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B Jan 2023
When you feel like there is no one there, and everything feels dark. When you don’t seem to find a way out, and lost your last grain of motivation. No one is really enjoying the darkness, they’re all waiting for someone to help them. Someone to guide them, someone to give them a way out. They need motivation, since they lost their own.

But what do they do when no one is there to pick them up? Where do they go? We are all just broken kids waiting for someone to pick us up. And when that day comes, we look back and think we overreacted. Just like everyone else was thinking. But were we?
rook Oct 2014
I know I must have lost my mind,
Reaching for something I cannot catch
Or virtue of a different kind.

I never thought that one could find
In someone else a perfect match
I know I must have lost my mind

In a subject so undefined
It's to this feeling I attach,
A virtue of a different kind.

Though after many I have pined,
From this one I can not detach
I know I must have lost my mind.

Oh, many scenes I have designed
But from these I have not a scratch
Of virtue of a different kind.

Were I to speak, and be declined,
To someone else I'd soon dispatch;
I know I must have lost my mind,
Or virtue of different kind.
this is awful wow, basically an aro overreacting to having romantic feelings maybe

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