I miss you already
I miss you already
And you aren't even gone.
I don't want to think
About being alone.
Although that last statement
Is honestly not true,
Because deep in my heart
I will always have you.
Summer break is almost here. A lot of my friends will be graduating and moving away. My boyfriend is going to go off to law school. People are going home during the summer vacation and will be gone for several months. This makes me sad. :-( I'm going to miss everybody. My roommate and I will most likely crumble into a spiraling depression together and curl up into a ball of sadness doing nothing but watching sad chick flicks and eating ice cream to comfort ourselves. That makes us sound really pathetic. Well, we will definitely miss our friends who are graduating and moving on to other things in their lives. We will miss those who will be gone for the summer break, but won't see until August. It's just one of those things that is a part of being a college kid and having to deal with the school year coming to an end. It's hard to deal with, but the friendships that we have and share are what will keep us strong and together even though we may be hundreds of miles away. Thank goodness for email, texts, facetime, skype, facebook, snapchat, snail mail, and all other ways that we can keep in contact with each other. I've just gotta remember to keep myself occupied to distract myself from missing everyone and to remember to stay in touch with everyone who is important to me. I have many great friends that I have made over the last 4 years. And I will try my hardest to keep them going because they all matter.
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April 03, 2014
October 21, 2013
Expired Inhabitants
It has been WAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYY too long since I last posted. I apologize to any of you out there who actually keep up with my writing. I did have my fall break and I was able to write a few things while I was gone. (I didn't have internet where I was, otherwise I would have gone ahead and posted them.) Here is one of the poems I wrote. It's kinda in honor of the fact that it is October and Halloween is coming up and also that The Walking Dead season 4 has started and that show is awesome. I'm sure you know the topic of the poem now. Zombies. Fun stuff. I will try to write some more and get some more posts on here soon! Enjoy this zombie poem for now.
Expired Inhabitants
The world seems abandoned,
But only of those from the living population.
There are those remaining
Who walk this vacant yet occupied world.
Most limp and falter
With a constant lethargy.
Struggling onward
Towards an unknown,
unattainable destination.
A destination that doesn’t exist.
For them, time is their only abundance.
Nothing from their former humanity is important
They are but forgotten corpses.
Soulless shells.
The walking dead.
For them, there is only one necessity.
An essential sustenance.
It urges them to
They do not relent
Until their cephalic hunger
Is satiated.
But even then
It is invariably never enough.
May 02, 2013
I am alone.
I am alone.
I walk the streets alone each day.
Yet, there are many faces around me.
People move about as if I'm not even there.
I stare at them.
Wondering.
Do they notice?
Nothing.
Not even a hint of recognition as to my presence.
I feel alone.
I am detached from the world that surrounds me.
I'm an outcast in a populous civilization.
Alone. Nothing. Empty.
It didn't used to be like this.
I was loved.
I had friendships.
I was cherished.
People knew me.
I was a part of life.
Not anymore.
That's gone. Over. Finished.
The funeral was a week ago.
But what can I do?
I am alone.
I'm still getting used to this.
I do not know where this came from. It's definitely a tad darker compared to my other poems. :-P Feeling alone in a crowded world because you're really a ghost and no one actually can see you? I mean... yeah... it's definitely different. Hahaha But... I do like it for some reason. Different can be good. Sometimes. What do you think?
I walk the streets alone each day.
Yet, there are many faces around me.
People move about as if I'm not even there.
I stare at them.
Wondering.
Do they notice?
Nothing.
Not even a hint of recognition as to my presence.
I feel alone.
I am detached from the world that surrounds me.
I'm an outcast in a populous civilization.
Alone. Nothing. Empty.
It didn't used to be like this.
I was loved.
I had friendships.
I was cherished.
People knew me.
I was a part of life.
Not anymore.
That's gone. Over. Finished.
The funeral was a week ago.
But what can I do?
I am alone.
I'm still getting used to this.
I do not know where this came from. It's definitely a tad darker compared to my other poems. :-P Feeling alone in a crowded world because you're really a ghost and no one actually can see you? I mean... yeah... it's definitely different. Hahaha But... I do like it for some reason. Different can be good. Sometimes. What do you think?
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