What happens when you are at a place you are sure you won't make it another moment, another step, what then?
Not even having the will to run or turn away.
Did I ever know what happiness was? Is there even such a thing or does adulthood and responsibilities become the thief?
What do I think on to not give into my barren thoughts and feelings?
Do I search for a new day, or will it find me?
Feels like I am fading away. To where - I don't know.
~N
The long drives, stuffed in the back seat of our Pink Rambler, in between two sisters is where I learned the art of throwing daggers with my eyes and how many songs can be sung with words like 'this' and 'that', causing the tongue to shoot in the direction of whichever sister you were mad at the time with. All the while, having an excuse in the lyrics of the song. All that, and plethora more...
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