f-u-n

i feel like crying.
and the worst part is, i can't even pin down why.
i hate feeling like this.

here's a poem i wrote when i was sleep-deprived on sunday night. i'm not really sure what exactly i was talking about when i wrote it... but i'll just post it anyway.

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I Must.

she take this newfound freedom
to the breakage point.

she breaks herself
upon the dreams
of what she thought she'd be,
the edges sharp with fierce want
and naivete.

you tell her she must.

i must.

must what?
must trust?
must feel?
must stop?

we count down the hours
but it doesn't do any good
because we never get to the part
we're waiting for.

stars may shine
in the hard black night
but i'm afraid
i must miss them
because i'm looking
at you.


*sigh*. until next time.

F is for fire that burns down the whole town, U is for uranium BOMBS, N is for no survivorssssss, down here in the deep blue sea.
No no, plankton! it spells F-U-N!!
-spongebob