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| I'm just me |
when i was little i always woke up early or just late at night, i use to share a bed with my mother we were going through money problems so we lived in a small apartment, but when i woke up i was never able to go back to sleep so i would open the window and listen to the train blow its whistle far off in the distance, i would sit on the window seal and look at the moon, whispering my troubles away as they were carried up to the moon.... i remember how the wind would blow and it felt like the wind was caressing my face to comfort me like it was the universe i was talking to.
but that was along time ago when i was three, or four...... back then was the most happpyist time of my life..... but once my mother had gotten remarried.... well i guess you could say my kingdom came crashing down.... thing were never the same with me and my mother, we use to be so close.... now we hardly know each other.... i dont remember much from my childhood, but from time to time i find myself just whispering through the open window at night, listening to the wind blow the leafs around the street in front of my house... when ever i tell the moon somthing it always gets better,the problem goes away. but not all of them though...
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