behind slammed doors and silent screams

I cried in silence again.

The tears streamed down

And made puddles on my carpet floor

I'm lying on again.

 

I watched the minutes change again.

Somehow the clocks go from five thirty

To nine thirty in an hour;

I've been on the same assignment.

 

I took a nap this afternoon again.

But I didn't even turn out the lights,

I don't know if I fell asleep

Or if I was just falling like I was the rest of the day.

 

My sweatshirt sleeves are wet again.

It's too hot out to wear long sleeves

But I sweat through it anyway;

I'm just cold. 

 

My room is scattered with mess again.

Bugs crawling, biting at my legs

As I'm lying in my bed, awake,

Because I'm living a nightmare.

 

I'm not happy anymore.

But I don't think I ever was,

I'm not sad, not quite,

Don't know who this world was made for...

 

But I don't think for me.

izz_midnight

NH

15 years old

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    what do I do when the leaves are dead?

    what do I do with this road ahead?

    i'll walk the stretch, and clear the way,

    but my feet won't move today. 

     

    what do I do when these trees are surreal?

  • Mitosis

    i'm split in two;

    an exact replica on the outside,

    my code is all the same. 

     

    the original me;

    who knows which piece,

    you'll have to tear me apart to just see.