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Conversations with myself -
April 5th 2021, 02:50 PM
Soft wind blowing tree branches to and forth. Closed blinds and dark rooms. Birds chirping and distance laughter. Silent screaming, faucet dripping.
Fresh air will do you well. Bright sun shining down upon you. Soft breeze in your hair. Warmth.
No.
Stop.
The gleaming laughter of a friend, the soft lightness from a hug.
Stop.
Nobody cares.
Why are you like this? When did you stop wanting the warmth that comes with life
when everyone stopped caring
But they do care. They always have. Just reach out and talk
But why me?
I don't understand
why must i be the one to reach out
Because you are you.
what's that supposed to mean
Well, you always reach out. You always talk first
let them come then
But you have to make an effort.
I'm tired of making an effort
What do you mean?
.....
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
.....
Stop this. Why are you like this?
.....
What happen to the happy girl from age 15.
She died a long time ago
What... When?
when... When she reached out and nobody came. When she cried for help and nobody cared
People do care. Just got to keep trying.
once again, why must i keep trying?
Well, don't you want to get better?
I want to move forward
Then reach out to others.
No.
Why don't they reach out to me?
Why don't i recieve anything from anyone.
Because you haven't reached out.
Lies.
What of all the messages sent?
Messages? What messages?
All the messages of hopeful hellos and love filled wishes.
All the messages of happy holidays and happy birthdays
.....
Years upon years of reaching out...
Yet nobody every reached back
Surely someone...
Nope. Nobody
But what of--
nobody
Well then...
Stop.
I'm tired of this.
You can't just run!?
Not running.
Ignoring.
The booting of a laptop, the typing of keys Voices of children laughing and skipping around with ease. Sound of a game opening and click of a mouse Car horn going off under the bright blue sky. Soft calming music. A false reality.
Used to be Misslostintears
If you ever want to talk or something, i am always here.
I've been around for a while now.
If someone tells you that something you love is wrong,
THEY ARE WRONG
IF someone tries to destroy your dreams,
SHOW THEM THAT WHAT THEY DO IS NOT GOING TO STOP YOU
YOU ARE YOUR OWN BOSS,
IT'S YOUR LIFE,
LIVE IT YOUR WAY!
Re: Conversations with myself -
April 5th 2021, 10:49 PM
I really enjoyed reading this and I felt a lot of what you put into this. I loved the format, using two different fonts to express two sides of your own conversation. It feels very relatable. Thank you for sharing.
Re: Conversations with myself -
April 5th 2021, 11:11 PM
I was going to say the same thing as Hollie. I love the fact that you made the two different colors, and the emotion is amazing.
Do you ever get a little bit tired of life
Like you're not really happy but you don't wanna die
Like you're hanging by a thread but you gotta survive
'Cause you gotta survive
Re: Conversations with myself -
April 6th 2021, 09:11 PM
This was lovely, sending you
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