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Lighted Rooms, Darkened eyes
overflowing cups and bowls
Missed Trains of thought
Do spots on walls grow it left unattended?
Racing heartbeats slowing to a lull
comfort cannot rest in the presence of discomfort
Never a perfect temperature
Too many hours with not enough minutes
Boot loop after boot loop
'No hard drive found'
Silence
Too quiet
Too many thoughtless thoughts
Mouthful of lost words stuck on the tip of my tongue
Easy goals made with good intentions
Silence
The silence is too loud
Deafening
Crippling
Exhausting
Not enough time for one human being
Break;
My friends picture on the milk carton
Alone
how does one focus without the distractions?
Missing: Anxiety, last seen: never, height: 1000ft tall
Heavy
wake up, work, eat, Sleep Repeat
silence
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I’ve grown so much since writing this and I’m so fucking glad
Fleeting moments
She yearns to feel love; to feel acceptance
Always wondering how things would be if she wasn’t so different
Thinking back at times where she felt missing from her own memories
Over analyzing every spoken word. Making sure no one suspects her biggest “flaw”
Racing heart beats large enough for all to see anytime she thinks about sharing her true self
Holding back moments in time that now seem wasted
How can she go on living when she fears her own reflection?
How will her family react when they learn of her hearts true intentions?
When will time slow down enough to allow a fleeting moment to linger right in front of her?
That’s all life really is; fleeting moments with hopes and false promises
Why can’t everyone be allotted a moment or two to find out who they really are?
A shot in the dark, aimed with the heart
They wonder why she’s changed so much since her tender years
Why she’s so angry at the world
Maybe it’s because the world isn’t fair,
Or maybe she hid for so long that she can’t even find herself
She changed not for herself but for society
Locking away her hearts desires to spare herself the ache that truth brings
All she wants is to be herself without fear of being abandoned
She likes to imagine a life where she can finally be herself
She’s happy again
But, is anyone missing from the picture?
Fear of the unknown keeps those dreams from becoming a reality
I wonder if I would be happy though?
I guess that’s why I continue dreaming of my unknown circumstances hoping I can catch a glimpse of happiness.
-Hannah Brownson
April 20, 2018
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