My name is
Hi!
Hello.
My name is
My name is
(insert real name here)
Eva.
Introduce ourselves?
Well, we live in a little surburban town.
I don’t really live .... outside like that.
Shush. I don’t need internal commentary.
.........
Um, I-
We. We are one person.
No, we’re not.
Well.........I suppose not.
We have a dog and a brother.
He’s not my brother.
Well you live inside here, deal with it. Stop interrupting me.
..........
Sorry.
That’s alright.
What do I enjoy?
What do I enjoy?
Well, I am an artist, I sing, dance, act, paint...
I don’t. I prefer numbers. Strict, solid, single-answer numbers.
I am creative.
What you are is abnormal.
I would like to think that I am confident-
Lies. Confidence is lying to yourself. It’s saying that you’re better than what you actually are. It’s deluding yourself so you feel-
Shut up.
I-
No one asked your opinion.
I was-
No.
..........I’m sorry if I upset you.
..........
See, I don’t understand you.
What?
These.... feelings? I was trying to protect you.
I don’t need protection.
Well, what do you call “seven panic attacks per week”?
I- that was one time.
Well, no matter what, I’ll always be here to take over.
“Take over” sounds a little harsh.
....Shield you.
Better.
I’ll be here.
If I need you.
If you need me.
Hi!
Hello.
My name is
My name is
(insert real name here)
Eva.
Where my mind goes?
That’s a hard question.
To tell the truth, I don’t know.
One day, I might be dreaming about that person,
The next, I could be thinking about the end of the world.
My mind goes everywhere.
It travels the world without leaving its corner.
Some days, I’ll be thinking about life and morality,
Others, I’ll be thinking about unicorns and ice cream.
.....
It’s complicated.
“Hey, what are you thinking about?”
I never have answers to these questions.
I usually turn to them, smile, and change the subject, or say “Oh, nothing. I was just (spacing out, zoning out, tired, etc.).”
I (can’t, won’t) answer, because I don’t know.
All I know is that my mind goes somewhere where it feels safe
Where I know that I’ll be safe
Even if the thoughts I have will never happen,
I know that at least I can still dream.
Title.
Starlight written on sheets of clouds
Loneliness means sitting alone at a library table surrounded by old pages covered with the dust of other people's homes
sun sets like buckets of blood splashed onto a blue canvas
and then speckled with the ashes of burnt books
breathe
breathe
breathe
b r e a t h e
b r e a t h e
in, out, in and out inandoutandinand ou t
you're okay, you're fine youre doing great
no go on ahead no its totally fine you dont need to wait
for me to pack up my books pack up my pens pack up my ninety two pencils
what if i lose One?
i lost it
oh dear
darling
dear
darling
i
i cant lose you
again
please dont go
please
i
i love y
i lov
i lo
i l
i'll be okay
maybe
well
maybe not
but that's okay too
an' ya know
kiddo
even stars hide sometimes
and kiddo
trust me
kiddo you're a star too
even though you might not be as
bright
but ya know there's always an end
right?
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
end
it
it wont
it wont stop
it wont end
how do i stop
how do i stop
stop stop stop
stop
stop
STOP
what do I do
tell me
please
help?
i
im
i'm lost
i'm scared
where am i
where are you?
where are you
did you
you left
didnt you
again
why
why
why
why
please
i
i
i
cant do this anymore
goodbye
ill see you later i guess okay bye i love
where are you?
Ohmygod whaaaat?
“hey, let’s play truth or dare”
"yeah let's"
"oh my goddddd nothing tooooo....weird"
"weird like what"
"you know what I meaaAaan"
"like" eye contact
"yeah"
shrugs
"okayyyyy but that makes it innnnnterestiiiing"
“hey you, truth or dare?”
turn, look, “me?”
“yeah, truth or dare?”
“Truth.”
“okayokayokayokay So. who do you liiiiiiiike?”
followed by the human equivalent of the ;)
“um”
“come onnnnnnnn, tell us!”
“we promise we won’t tell anyoneee”
“you trust me, don’t you?”
“Um, I-i really don’t like anyone-”
“No, you obviously like someone and aren’t telling us! Come on, we’re your best friends riiiiiight?” Obnoxious lean towards your face.
“No really-”
“Wow. So you just don’t trust us, right? Fine.”
“I-”
“Hey, truth or dare?”
“dare.”
“Haha, yay!”
“nothing .... weird, okaaaay?”
“Uh huh, nothing tooo weird” Silent giggles around the circle.
“I dare you... to ask out _______” (insert jock boy’s name here)
“Noooooooo! He’ll, like, hate me forever!”
“He toooootally likes you....”
“wait really?”
“Yeeeaaaahhh!”
“okay then. I’ll see him tomorrow in bio.”
assorted laughing.
then there’s the girl on her phone in the corner with her headphones plugged in and her music turned up so loud you can hear it from the other side of the room wonder what she’s listening to why is she even here god who invited her not me not me not me who’s friend is she why is she
here?
i l o v e y o u
I love the way you smile.
I love the way you laugh without caring who sees or hears.
I love the way your nose scrunches up when you smile.
I love the way you mindlessly twirl your pencil when you're thinking.
I love every thing you do.
I love your hair, and the way the sun shines through it.
I love your eyes, and the way the sky reflects in them.
I love your hands, and the way they always seem to be graceful.
I love your lips, and the way you chew on them when you're busy thinking.
I love everything that I see about you.
I love your voice, how it is breathtaking one moment and the next as human as can be.
I love your laugh, how it is so carefree and innocent.
I love your footsteps, how it always seems like you're flying across the ground.
I love every little sound you make.
But most of all, I love how you
bleed red
just
like
all
the
others.
I am
I am
tired
anxious
nervous
scared
terrified
annoyed
frustrated
sarcastic
defensive
ignorant
naive
a waste of space
dumb
stupid
rude
trash
garbage
never successful
a failure
learning
crying
emotional
hesitant
stopping
But
I am
flying
soaring
hoping
dreaming
seeing
hearing
tasting
feeling
shouting
smiling
laughing
singing
living
breathing
I am
human
Angels
Painted clouds drifting across a watercolor sky
Dappled green carpeting the ground, spotted by dashes of color
A girl, wearing a yellow raincoat
Red rainboots
sitting
on a old, painted swing
gently swaying in the breeze
Wind
the sweet smell of laughter in the air
hair blowing gently
safe within the gaze of summer
Memories of summer
fading away
until nothing is left
except for the remembrance of sunshine
among the gray clouds of the city
a hint of grass
peeking out from the smells of gasoline and smoke
the sound of a child's laughter
hidden within the walls of stone
making its way through traffic
through mountains and hills
through country lanes where the only discord
is in the melody of the crickets
through rivers and lakes
where the only ripples made
are gentle
through dreams
where one can relive their best memories
distant yet within thought
yet close enough to feel
a glimpse of summer in a stranger's eyes
a flash of blue summer sky
a hint of the scent of flowers
a sudden laugh bursting forth from an unseen mouth
look
summer is still here
children are still laughing
happiness can still be found
even in the heart of darkness
where all you see is gray
when all hope is lost
when there are no more paths to take
choices to make
dreams to chase
jokes to tell
love to find
happiness can still be found
look
search deep inside
there is happiness
love
joy
beauty
laughter
smiles
flowers
sunshine
happiness can still be found even on the darkest of days
the darkest of hours
the time when no hope can be seen
can be felt
heard
found
happiness will be found
laughter will be heard again
love will endure
hope will survive
happiness will be found
if you know where to look
look
inside your heart
listen to your dreams
happiness will be found
happiness will find you
once you know to look
Science?
What is science?
Is it just something,
That man made up,
To be able to explain?
Maybe it was already here,
And we just named it,
To pretend like it is ours.
We try to find reason,
In everything around us,
Through science,
But it can barely explain anything.
They teach us in school,
That science is the why,
In the world.
But if it is the why,
Why can't it be explained.
Think about it,
Why is Earth here?
Where did it come from?
What is this?
We say energy cannot,
Be made or destroyed,
Well it had to get here somehow.
Can science explain that?
We are born,
We die,
But why?
There is a circle of energy,
Actually everything,
In what we call 'the universe,'
Is a circle.
Nothing actually starts or ends,
It just transfers.
But how can something be if it never started.
That is what science,
Is telling us,
Things are here,
But they never weren't.
Like gravity.
Science says the apple fall,
Because of the pull of gravity,
And gravity is the reason the Earth is round.
But why?
Take life and death.
When we die,
Where does our energy go?
To the ground,
To the plants,
Scientists say.
If that is true
We are not any different,
Than everything around us.
Just part of a big circle.
A circle that was never started or finished.
@khorsegirl
What If
What happens after death?
What happens when we close our eyes
For the last time?
Energy cannot be created
Or destroyed.
This is what science has taught us.
So what happens to it?
What happens to the energy
That once flowed freely through our veins?
What if there are multiple Earths?
What if when our time is done on one Earth,
Our energy transfers to the next
And we keep going in an endless circle,
Living too many lives to be counted?
What if when you die,
Your energy moves to the next Earth
And takes the form of another being?
What if there is nothing
To look forward to after this life
But another life?
What if the people you love at first sight
Were big parts of your last life?
What if we are just fighting
To get back to the people we have loved
Even though we never knew we loved them?
@Kittysailor
