The color drains from the groundescaping beneath the soilnearly every leaf in sight departs from their native treesI swing in my hammockI take a deep ..
I glared at the wall across from me.the green paint chipping off,you could only see small amounts of the original coloreveryone still looks at the fac..
"I was..I don't know how to put it, I don't really want to sa-" my eyes darted to the floor. I could feel my head swelling under pressure from trying ..
1:11ami can almost feel your fingertips tracing my backthe ghostly touch torments my skini slam my face into my pillow and scream as the memories inva..
the sun bleeds into coats of orange and pinki watch my breath escape into the atmosphere and dissolve to somewhere my eyes can't quite reachi bunch do..
my head drifts into the glittering sunlight, the rest of my body slinks into the shadowsmy heart beats slower and my breathing becomes audiblethe feel..