waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw

so, i just found this post from a while ago,  i guess when school ended (?????)

i figured i'd post it, cause why not, right ?

done

done

done

done

done

it doesn't feel like it

but just cause you (don't) feel doesn't mean it's (not) there.

y'ever look into someone's eyes and they're empty ?

it's like those weird taxidermy dolls; with the glass eyes.

only it's a person.

they just seem disconnected.

like their soul is right next to them; but not inside.

and when you look at them, it's like looking through a distorted looking glass because they're distant and close and confusing and dead.

dead

dead

dead.

cold and grey and far far far away.

you try to bring them back to life; but it's so hard.

and the harder you try, the closer you get.

the more drained you become.

and the harder it is to awaken them.

~~~

you take a step.

you extend your arm.

extend your finger.

index

thumb

middle

ring

pinky.

your wrist unrolls

you stretch

stretch 

stretch your arm.

as long as it'll go.

and you reach.

reach.

your arm is so far out.

and you almost have it.

you're touching it.

it's right there.

at your fingertips.

so close.

and suddenly,

a gust blows.

your knees give; you're thrown off balance.

you sway left to right

right to left.

your eyes widen and you feel your feet slip.

slip right out from under you.

and suddenly you feel your whole body plummeting backwards.

and you're in the air for so long.

so long.

so long.

wham.

you hit the pavement.

it makes a great big krkshsshsskksshrkshskhrkhskhskhs sound.

and you're down.

and you don't even know what hurts because all you can think of is not being able to reach.

how you missed it.

how if you had reached a little more 

and if that gust of wind hadn't come,

you would have it.

and you wouldn't be sitting on the pavement, 

unable to move.

yeah, i know.