After this time ends,
Everything will fail-
Eyes, Voices, Feet.
I beg you,
Listen while you can.
One last time.
A description is not required or deserved.
Is something wrong?. This peom is alright but it just makes me feel that this is the last time i might talk to you.
I'm not suicidal.
Thats a great relief to know. Now what or whom has gotten you down mooded.
Stress. A lot of stress. I need a break, and my mother won't let me take one. I wanted to go over to Dylan's tomorrow, but she won't let me.
Why she will not let you have a break and not allow you to go over to your boyfreinds place to spend the day with him?. Those seem like reasonable requests to me.
It's short and not so sweet but it strikes a pattern. It's in a tone of voice that is just soothing yet sad. It's got me hooked.
Thank you, Court.
It's no problem, love. None at all.
Heh, you sound like Sam now.