writerfromva

I sighed as I set my car in park and opened the doors. I sat on the edge of my car seat for a while pondering what my life had become. But I had no other choice. Time for another day of work.

Half winter, half spring. 
It's like the seasons were cut in half 
Severed at its ends 
Last year, winter 
was freezing cold. 
Like how it 
should be. 
This year, it's 

Give me something to wish for

Hhhf—

Something to wish for.

I go about every day of my life

Like there's nothing to look forward to

Because there's no end

To my misery