Uniform yet so bizarre 
tangible yet so unfamiliar
reachable but always miles away 
always yearning for its warmth 
always there to cover but strip bare
soaked in memories laying the road ahead 
a babys first best friend with its own name; blankie
A blanket with its own heart 
 

I want to thank those who have been with me throughout my "life" on WtW. I know I haven't been active much and that's just because junior year is taking up a lot of my time. For those interested, I'm still writing on my new Instagram account @16.missing
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broken 
pieces shatter to the floor
my heart 
breaks and breaks again 
why am i the only one feeling this way 
why am i the only one crying 
i cant breathe 
i cant swallow the knot in my throat
How can i live my life
with my insides so twisted up 

 

why is it 
when you  finally feel closure
when you finally are over
someone from the past
your dreams turn against you 
and there they are again 
a dream so life-like
a dream so real 
you find yourself pining
for someone you held dear
you find yourself thinking of could've beens 
all that hadn't been 
you find yourself hoping 
you did the right thing
constantly having to remind yourself 
it was just a dream