The Human SoulDrawing close to ruin The walls cave slowly in These last moments Are dedicated to thoughtThe Human Soul
Love is fleeting Pain is undeniable Life is short Death is absolute
Souls pass back and forth Struggling for existence Becoming more than just A feeling or a desire
Positive and negative Black and white Or are they all just Trapped within the grey
Light dwindles Shadows bind And eyes close As it all ends.
To Belong...Another failed attempt The rain drips down my face Blurring my sight and my mind As I realize leaving didn't helpTo Belong...
I look up to the sky Water pelting my forehead I feel saddened, lost, hopeless But never do I feel comfortable
It's been like this for weeks This endless torment Looking for a place to be But knowing it is futile
My foot falls to the heavy concrete Water seeping up my jeans My legs buckle and I fall to the ground Water and tears following after
Someone nearby sees me kneeling I pull myself up and walk m
What's Happened to Me?I don't really understand I was just sitting here Minding my own business And suddenly I felt like shit.What's Happened to Me?
Is it my lack of a relationship? My boring days of classes Where nothing else comes up? Or is it because I truly hate myself?
I hate this empty feeling Where I don't belong nor care Where I want friends to help Only to realize there are none.
I guess I screwed up somewhere. In between the doubts, fears, and worries The only thing I have left to watch Is my roommate and his friend cuddle
So, with nothing to do, I sit h
I Had A DreamI had a dream, and it was incredible. I awoke within a sprawling city Looking down upon skyscrapers and people My wings itching to soar into the skies.I Had A Dream
I had a dream, and it was exciting. Clouds zoomed by as I took off Diving low past children and trees Watching everyone envy my freedom.
I had a dream, and it was calming. Birds joined me in my flight A faint breeze brushed over my face as I landed once more to enjoy the sights.
I had a dream, and it was frightening. I felt searing pain press against my back I looked back to see a figure ho
UofA Pillow BookTimes of the academic year - On the first day of the first month, the University sits in a charming silence, the only mutters coming from the central city a few kilometres away. It is here you can observe the campus adorned with summer hues. Albert Park is as it is meant to be, sun beating down upon the grass, splashes of colour left from spring’s bountiful blossom. Young children can play in the fountains to cool off, although many are loathe to do so, as their parents have learned of the benefits of hygiene. On the fourth day, the first trickle of students begin to descend upon the campus. These are the summer school students; thUofA Pillow Book
Happy Topics Confuse Me
Sadness
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Doing things right and good
Doing things the way we should
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It's fun to swear.
Krista
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