Heaven Know I'm Miserable Now
"Everyday is like Sunday", the wise words of Morrissey. Everyday I look of into space , out a window , at the ceiling or I gaze at the school florescent lights. Life can be mundane, silent and grey. You can spend your days looking for meaning in every movement in every thing. The way the snow moves with the wind, how the lights flicker as if there trying to send me a message ( or is that just me?). I am brought to tears, so often it feels comfortable. "Why does it feel so good to be sad?". Teenage tears can hurt the most, the sting, the red eyes, stained cheeks and the familiar taste of salty tears as they greet your chapped lips. The only thing that is certain is that "Heaven knows i'm miserable now" (more wise words from Morrissey)
Mundane days: by Aaliyah Reynolds
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