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Glass

May 21, 2021
By Rsnail-925 PLATINUM, Boulder, Colorado
Rsnail-925 PLATINUM, Boulder, Colorado
24 articles 6 photos 77 comments

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A story has as many versions as it has readers - Winter Of Our Discontent


Throw the glass, watch it shatter, they chant
Voices being blurred
Can't hear what there saying
Hopefully the car explodes
And no remains are left of me
Maybe the sky will fall
And the human race will die
Nobody will be left to cry
People asking me
I still can’t hear
Muffled in white noise
Drowned like the sea
I throw the glass and watch it shatter
Faces being blurred
People screaming
Why can't I hear
Taste blood in my mouth
I scream, no one can hear me
I am trapped in darkness
I can’t get out
I should have never thrown the glass


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I hope whoever is reading this has a wonderful day. YOU are valid. YOU are wanted. YOU are unique. I LOVE YOU.


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on Sep. 24 at 12:48 am
Rsnail-925 PLATINUM, Boulder, Colorado
24 articles 6 photos 77 comments

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A story has as many versions as it has readers - Winter Of Our Discontent

Yeah, I get that. Sometimes my writing comes out dark or heavy because I unintentionally pour my emotions into it. I'll just start writing and end up with a piece that really hits hard. Whenever I write, all of my mind's thoughts just get thrown onto the page.
It is quite unintentionally dark........

Lydiaq ELITE said...
on Aug. 7 at 10:59 pm
Lydiaq ELITE, Somonauk, Illinois
123 articles 32 photos 911 comments

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Disappointed. I must let the disappointment pass. I will laugh and cry again. I will be kind. But missed kindness is a moment that doesn’t come back again. So be kind. That’s the only meaning of life, to love childishly, wildly, madly, and uncontrollably. You have nothing in this life. Just love crayons and wordy novels. Just love it all and love the bitter grass and love the roadside and the beer cans. Love passionately, everything and with all your heart and with no priorities, no agendas. Love freakishly and obsessively. Love, because you can’t love your way out of the lunatic asylum, but it makes it more fun to be a lunatic.
--Me

Thank you...but this is very very dark all the same.