Melody bloom
“I am one person; I am many people; I do not altogether know who I am” -Virginia Woolf
Melody bloom
“I am one person; I am many people; I do not altogether know who I am” -Virginia Woolf
“I am one person; I am many people; I do not altogether know who I am” -Virginia Woolf
“I am one person; I am many people; I do not altogether know who I am” -Virginia Woolf
We don’t go towards the lake anymore. Not after last years accident.
People don’t talk about what happened to the little girl down by the lake. We light candles and frame pictures of her.
Our school holds a ceramony and tells us if we need greif counseling we’re welcome to join. I use to play by that lake when I was younger. Me and my friends would jump in the water and the coldness would envelop...
The mirror sits on my wall. I refuse to look inside. I know what awaits for me inside my mirror. I avoid my reflection as I strip for my shower. I sob as I think back on my day not wanting to remember the horrible details. I feel as if I am eating glass. Life feels like torture. People tell me “just wait, it gets worse”. I want to give up. I want to leave. My eyes meet with the reflection and I am...
The stars are bright tonight. That is what I want to say but I do not notice the stars because the brightest star lays next to me.
You have dark black hair like an abyss that I want to get lost in. Dark eyes that go on forever, eyes I want to get lost in. You lay next to me on the grass. We watch the stars above as they pass by. The sky never seems to stop changing.
“Oh look at that one!” She ...
“I think I just met the happiest person alive!” She exclaimed. I nod along though her words do not reach my ears. She is wrong. She has not met the happiest person alive. I have. Still I let her talk. “Their smile never dropped, they danced around and shouted!” She says excitedly. Her words do not penetrate my brain. The happiest person I have met, well her smile was almost made of gold. She would...
Chains bind the captive
Chains bind the souls stuck
But chains bind the free too
Those chains are invisible
They hold us down
You can feel the weight even if you deny
You can hear the metal clang
You can feel the restraint
We see people in chains everyday
From their jobs
Their family
Their money
Chains are more then metal that binds prisoners
Chains hold us back
Chains limit us
Break your chai...