Vannah

United States

Y'know, I really hope I can pull off the cool mysterious deep writer persona. That'd be sick.

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Lol I need to go to bed.

Lost Inside My Skull

October 23, 2018

FREE WRITING

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The sound of the cooler fills the room. 
The freezing air blasts my legs. I feel numb. 
My head is stuffed tightly with clouds. 
I cannot focus.
I am here, but not here.
Elsewhere. Everywhere. Here. 
My mind feels as if it has been lost. 
I am so empty. 
Hollowness fills my chest. 
A students loud laughter snaps me back to reality. 
I am here. Here
I feel captive to schedules, where I once felt at home. 
I feel captive to my mind, where I once sought solitude. 
My mind repeats a motto heard in history class:
Live free or die.
Then afterwards,
"Why are you so dramatic?" 
Take me home, to where I can rest easily.
A place without hate. 
A place
Without
Me. 
Without me there to ruin it all with thinking.
Take me there.

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