Writing

Sometimes I just want to call you

Run away from the world

Even though I don't even like you anymore

And you certainly don't like me

And we probably never worked that great together anyways

The Look

Lingering

I look away

I recognize it

I know what it means

Why can't you let it go

I take care 

Of everyone

All the time

The oldest

At home

At school

Checking in with friends

Trying to comfort them on their drama

Without being pulled into it

Is there anyone out there?

I'm alone here

In the dark

Crushing weight on my shoulders

       I

                    Can't

I can't sleep

I know I need to

Ugh, again??

Usually I have trouble getting to sleep

In the summer

It's hot

But the AC's on and my earbuds are in

Relaxing music

What's the problem?

Chapter 1: A Reaper Guiding a Dead Soul

-Zeph-