Falling asleep in heaven's arms
thick black wings guide me home
gliding on freezing air
from the freezing streets below
kept cold by frigid hearts
that dwell in our heaving chests
Lived a the shore for a month. Got a job at a clothing store. Got kicked out. Quit said job. Now I'm home again, jobless.
This summer isn't exactly going as planned. I'm actually anxious for the new semester to start so I'll have some kind of purpose. How sad is that. My grandmother died. My family hadn't talked to her since we moved out. Her funeral was weird. I wasn't sad. Her death just seems like an extension of not talking to her. I'm not really sure what I'm rambling about. I had a mini-crisis. I got bronchitis. Probably because I smoke an insane amount.
I feel too young and too old at the same time.I feel like I'm nailed to the ground and floating away. I don't know what I feel like. I do know that it's 5 am and I'm supposed to be up in four hours. I do know that I dissapointed a lot of people recently and it hurts. I can count the things i do know on my fingers and for the things i don't I need to borrow a few hands and feet.
How come I never write uplifting upbeat entries. I'm having a cigarette and going to bed.
Good night
Good morning
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