And so May is gone. You know, I forgot to mention, the 27th was the half birthday of this blog. 6 months already? Can't believe it. Somehow I've stuck with it.
I know I haven't had much writing lately... honestly, being in such a good mood makes it hard to write. Being in a good mood, I've been more willing to go out, improvise, and do whatever the hell I want with whoever the hell I want. And that tends to be from the time I wake up to much past the sun setting, with little to no time in between.
Three days of school left, holy hell. Three more days until I'm halfway done with high school. And I don't think I would have changed a single thing.
Anywho, more reflections later - once I'm actually done. Unfortunately, there's still exams.
So I promised you all some real writing today, and I tried; don't really know if I succeeded. Here you go.
So maybe we weren't sober,
Pushed into that icy water
That brushed away the sweat
Gathering on my forehead,
Giving me a rush
As my feet struggled
To grip onto a stable rock,
Failing at first,
Slipping on slick moss.
Maybe chemicals were messing with my head
As you took my arms
And threw me in.
Your eyes were especially green in the sunlight,
And your smile was still
Plastered there
When I resurfaced.
My clothes hung from my body;
Dripping, useless rags.
Hell, we didn't care,
I peeled them off and
Tossed them on shore.
Consistency is what they call it -
Sometimes you have to break it,
Move off the stone path
And jump in the moving water that runs alongside it,
Taunting you for so long
Until you finally give in.
You ask me
How I would feel
If you let me fall,
But it doesn't even matter,
Because you wouldn't let that happen.
Turn the impossible
To possible,
Let me fall into the water, into you,
And stop me
If I drift too far away.
Come kiss the stars,
Catch a hundred fireflies at once
And let them light the way
As we walk in a different direction this time.
I know I haven't had much writing lately... honestly, being in such a good mood makes it hard to write. Being in a good mood, I've been more willing to go out, improvise, and do whatever the hell I want with whoever the hell I want. And that tends to be from the time I wake up to much past the sun setting, with little to no time in between.
Three days of school left, holy hell. Three more days until I'm halfway done with high school. And I don't think I would have changed a single thing.
Anywho, more reflections later - once I'm actually done. Unfortunately, there's still exams.
So I promised you all some real writing today, and I tried; don't really know if I succeeded. Here you go.
So maybe we weren't sober,
Pushed into that icy water
That brushed away the sweat
Gathering on my forehead,
Giving me a rush
As my feet struggled
To grip onto a stable rock,
Failing at first,
Slipping on slick moss.
Maybe chemicals were messing with my head
As you took my arms
And threw me in.
Your eyes were especially green in the sunlight,
And your smile was still
Plastered there
When I resurfaced.
My clothes hung from my body;
Dripping, useless rags.
Hell, we didn't care,
I peeled them off and
Tossed them on shore.
Consistency is what they call it -
Sometimes you have to break it,
Move off the stone path
And jump in the moving water that runs alongside it,
Taunting you for so long
Until you finally give in.
You ask me
How I would feel
If you let me fall,
But it doesn't even matter,
Because you wouldn't let that happen.
Turn the impossible
To possible,
Let me fall into the water, into you,
And stop me
If I drift too far away.
Come kiss the stars,
Catch a hundred fireflies at once
And let them light the way
As we walk in a different direction this time.
