July 2010
3 posts
Just Fine
Sleep, sleep well, today is through, Tomorrow, we know, begins anew the cycle which we’ve come to know; Near end, it lets excitement grow. But minutes pass the hours by, The weekend, as we know, will fly in light of all the tears I’ve cried, Again we’ll have to say goodbye. Before our time comes to an end, The knowledge that I have to lend is that my heart will break and bend,...
Week One
The days add up. They pass in a slow, and painful manor. It’s almost as if the days themselves are taunting you; Every hour, every minute, and every second. In the beginning it seems to be just that: the beginning. Nothing more and nothing less. It’s just something to get through, it’s just one week. But the impact isn’t understood for days to come. As the days wear on,...
Wide eyed
No part of me is currently demanding sleep. I can’t remember the last time I was this wide awake at three in the morning. I’m sitting in a basement; to my right someone is sleeping, upstairs someone is passed out on the ground, and two more are falling asleep on the second floor. According to a previously devised plan, we’re all getting up to clean in about two and a half hours....