Some nights I lay silently on the grass and listen to the trees argue, the swings swaying in the wind, and the lighter clicking

The howling wind thrashed the trees causing them to bicker

“why are your branches hitting me” one tree asked

“Because I thought you where hitting me first ” said the other tree

“I’m not even trying to” said the first tree

“I’m not either” said the second tree

“Well I didn’t even realize I was hitting you or you where hitting me until it started to sting” said the first tree

“I didn’t realize I was hitting you until you mentioned it first but now that I think about it, yea it does sting.What if we both stop together” said the second tree

“Fine but don’t play me” said the first tree

The wind was mad day and wanted to make them mad as well but it didn’t work

“Why aren’t you stopping” said the first tree

“trying I don’t know what’s happening I can’t stop” said the second tree

“I guess we will just have to except that it’s not us doing it and we can’t stop it” said the first tree

I wish my parents where like that they never just agree or accept fate

other nights I lay silently in bed and listen to my parents argue, the tv play, and the thoughts in my head

I feel my soft blankets in my comforting bed full of stuff animals and weed

My weed my lovely weed

I don’t want to be high but I need to

I can’t take my parents arguing along with the thoughts in my head with out it

We make my parents argue

“Why are you spanking our kids” he asked

“Because they deserved it” she replied

“They never deserve it there kids put them in time out” he replied

Either way I’m never alone, I don’t like that

The high stops the overthinking, the want to slit my wrist, the want to commit so many felonies, the want to run away, I don’t like that

But it’s better for me

It’s always better for me and everyone if i can’t hear the voices