I can feel myself getting sad.
The thing is, I don't want to be sad. I hate being sad. All the time I feel like I droped an ice cream cone I just bought. Or I feel like I don't have any clean laundry.
I'm lying here in my bed and I just want to turn on the Bluetooth on my phone so it drains my battery. I don't want to talk to anyone.
I see my clothes getting darker, my actions getting lonelier, my room getting messier, and my heart getting harder.
Help me.
Lola.
"I see my clothes getting darker, my actions getting lonelier, my room getting messier, and my heart getting harder."
ReplyDelete"Help me."
Love what you wrote. Hate what brings you to write it.
I love you. I feel ya.
"I just want to turn on the Bluetooth on my phone so it drains my battery. I don't want to talk to anyone."
ReplyDeleteThis line is so good. A different way to get the point across: I don't want to talk to anyone.
I also really like your analogies: like you dropped an ice cream cone I just bought. Like you don't have any clean laundry. Sometimes it's difficult to describe just how you're feeling when you're sad, but I think you've done it.
"I'm lying here in my bed and I just want to turn on the Bluetooth on my phone so it drains my battery. I don't want to talk to anyone."
ReplyDeleteThis. And the whole thing really.