LOSING THE WILL TO LIVE
BY TAM B
.................tis a nightmare I tell thee!!
And still it rains.
I've reached the point of no return.
No matter how loud I play my music I can still hear them.
How small that ball is I curl into under the stairs, they still find me.
I leave them food out in the hope that they will feast and leave me in peace....but to no avail.
I watch them sometimes, in the hope to learn of their ways, and maybe....maybe learn how to live alongside them, I'm sure it's possible...I just haven't found the way yet.
It's quiet at night, they retreat to their lairs and dream dreams of war.
And still it rains.
I love them
I would lay my life down for them
But the incessant ranting,
demanding,
warring.
Enough now!
15 days...15 days and they will leave me.
Peace restored once more.
God I hate the fucking summer holidays!!!!
And still it rains.
I've reached the point of no return.
No matter how loud I play my music I can still hear them.
How small that ball is I curl into under the stairs, they still find me.
I leave them food out in the hope that they will feast and leave me in peace....but to no avail.
I watch them sometimes, in the hope to learn of their ways, and maybe....maybe learn how to live alongside them, I'm sure it's possible...I just haven't found the way yet.
It's quiet at night, they retreat to their lairs and dream dreams of war.
And still it rains.
I love them
I would lay my life down for them
But the incessant ranting,
demanding,
warring.
Enough now!
15 days...15 days and they will leave me.
Peace restored once more.
God I hate the fucking summer holidays!!!!
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