![]() she sitsA Story by April
There she sits,in the car,eyes glazed out the window. On the dark parkway with
many lights from cars and post,nothing shines on her.she is darkened in the shadow of the sadness that has overcome her. There she sits in the classroom filled with students. Many people surround, yet her soul feels single in the big empty room. The raindrops trickle down the window, and reminds her of the warm tears that ran down her face. Her heart seems to bleed with the cry of sorrow that no-self could ever cure. There she sits, behind the desk, listening to the music that fills her world. The song replay over and over again, yet never getting old. The beat like a drum of her heart, it used to play smooth and sweet; but now the tempo crashes and the beat is off-key. There she sits, crying in the corner. All the faces a blur, but she seems to recognize their hearts. All sounding soft as slick, strumming against the strings of ones another. While she sits in the dark, with the beat of another drums, strumming along to an electric guitar. The amp is turned up high and the sound weeps so that the whole world knows of the words holds. She just sits there in a shock that the tears that once ticked from her face, gave her lake; a lake of old memories taken from her and thrown into a swap. She sits that way forever, painting pictures in her mind of what it used to be like. The beautiful remarks imprinted in her head, and all the thought and the answers left unsaid. Why do things change so quickly? Why do days turn to hours and our lives pass us by? There she sits wondering off, wondering if all her questions were answered, that her troubles would go away. © 2011 AprilAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on April 30, 2011 Last Updated on September 5, 2011 Author![]() Aprilstaten island, NYAboutName:April Born:staten island, NY Year:1992 Sign:virgo Age:20 Height:5' 1" Weight:150lb status:taken Currnt town: orlando, Fl Childern: one boy Son name:Michael garbial drankowski Born:10/3.. more..Writing
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