Author: MaliceOfWonderland PM
and sometimes i like to squuze cottonballs and watch them reformRated: Fiction K - English - Words: 234 - Published: 01-03-06 - id: 2082569
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sometimes i hop the fence out back of school
just at the edge of the grounds.
skip 4th period and go for a hike
to get away from it all.
all the hustle bustle, all the static in my brain
walk to an empty field of daisies and lay forever
trapped in an endless dream.
watch the clouds like cottonballs pass on by our lives
carefree, confident, not a care in the world.
how i wish to be a cloud...weightless in the sky.
never sleep...never die.
wild rabbits running free, no bars to hold them in
eating flowers, raising children
ill lay still for hours, knee high grass covering my body
like a blanket pulled up to my chin
as a small child scared in bed
keeping toes tucked under tightly
so the monsters can't snatch them away.
feeling the breeze brush my fair innocent skin
tickling each hair upon my body
exciting every nerve.
the ball of warmth above my dreamy clouds
heating my chilling soul.
'society will kill a girl these days ya know'
said to no one special
'bring ya down, slit your throat if given the chance.
all the lies and shit...clogs your mind.
how does one manage?'
i stare back at those fluffy white clouds
begging them to take me with them.
rolling in the clean, clear blue sky...