Flash Back
He's walking in the dark as footsteps land, plant themselves and left unurtured.
They grow as weeds so you wont notices he was once something more then just a pulse.
Look at his eyes...
deep dirty brown
hand a shade darker
...and personality lost somewhere in between a journal entry and now.
there is a painting he'd like to share with you a flash back he saw in some undated hour.
Broken hearted He's been departed from His childhood hands. Still wounded he's force to step inside a timeless world that keeps on ticking. Days are short and nights are long. His made up song helped the unknown hours pass on some days.
They grow as weeds so you wont notices he was once something more then just a pulse.
Look at his eyes...
deep dirty brown
hand a shade darker
...and personality lost somewhere in between a journal entry and now.
there is a painting he'd like to share with you a flash back he saw in some undated hour.
Broken hearted He's been departed from His childhood hands. Still wounded he's force to step inside a timeless world that keeps on ticking. Days are short and nights are long. His made up song helped the unknown hours pass on some days.
School Started Already
He woke up on time or so he thinks. Walking calmly and composing himself for school. The walk seems long but its only about 3 miles away maybe more. The sun is lacking some rays and dimly shining but He dismissed the fact that it was a cloudy day...so it could only be 7:30am.
No bus passed him on this walk to school
No student in sight
Just his shadow he's hasn't gotten to know yet
almost there...
He runs a bit to catch up with the time he doesn't know is ahead of him.
Steps go right left right left a couple dozen times eager to get breakfast. The night was long
Clothes a bit on the questionable side but there is nothing he can do about that.
One quick pause takes a breather or two and steps inside.
"You need a pass?" The man on the desk asked him
"What?...What time is it" he replied
"Your late...School Started Already" the said "Sign in and get to class"
He picks up the unsharpened pencil Write his name only and goes to class...
It was a random one. A story to read a hidden moment to share once the next sentence is written you'll read the other parts to his journey in the dark
No bus passed him on this walk to school
No student in sight
Just his shadow he's hasn't gotten to know yet
almost there...
He runs a bit to catch up with the time he doesn't know is ahead of him.
Steps go right left right left a couple dozen times eager to get breakfast. The night was long
Clothes a bit on the questionable side but there is nothing he can do about that.
One quick pause takes a breather or two and steps inside.
"You need a pass?" The man on the desk asked him
"What?...What time is it" he replied
"Your late...School Started Already" the said "Sign in and get to class"
He picks up the unsharpened pencil Write his name only and goes to class...
I'm Not Late For Math
The walls are old and thin. He can hear the Noise and cuss words from the next class.
He a shy boy not too young but not too old. He's stuck in the old enough but not old at all.
There is nothing that popped into his mind in that hour but the as usual
"Great I'm not late for math"
He tries to focus and get some work done...
asked a few questions and backs up a few minuets early.
He a shy boy not too young but not too old. He's stuck in the old enough but not old at all.
There is nothing that popped into his mind in that hour but the as usual
"Great I'm not late for math"
He tries to focus and get some work done...
asked a few questions and backs up a few minuets early.
That Flash Back
It was a random one. A story to read a hidden moment to share once the next sentence is written you'll read the other parts to his journey in the dark
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