August 12th
August 12th stories
  39
  •  
  0
  •   2 comments
Share

kaceymackwriter
kaceymackwriter Words open doors. I like where they lead
Autoplay OFF   •   4 months ago
School started...

Also I'm sorry about not responding to any comments on my previous post. Life keeps getting busy and honestly my mind is not all there right now so it kept slipping my mind and now its been months and I feel like it would be awkward to respond now. But anyway, I have this new one about school because I'm a junior now and y'all I can tell you now, I'm not gonna survive this year.

August 12th

Summers sweltering end approaches

Nearer creeps the winds Summers sweltering end approaches

Nearer creeps the winds Summers sweltering end approaches Fallen leaves from burning trees

Nearer creeps the winds Summers sweltering end approaches Fallen leaves from burning trees By broken roads sat sorrow din

Cries of trembling tired tears

Cries of trembling tired tears Grow heavy by wandering sighs

Cries of trembling tired tears Grow heavy by wandering sighs Living within the atmosphere

Cries of trembling tired tears Grow heavy by wandering sighs Living within the atmosphere Dreaded expectations arise

Trapped within these concrete walls

Trapped within these concrete walls Again they start to close

Trapped within these concrete walls Again they start to close Closer lurks the shutting locks

Trapped within these concrete walls Again they start to close Closer lurks the shutting locks And I, my limbs, have all but froze

Where might I possibly run

Where might I possibly run Where could I escape

Where might I possibly run Where could I escape Bar the song of their haunted shrieks

Where might I possibly run Where could I escape Bar the song of their haunted shrieks Let me be and find my way

There upon the wall

There upon the wall Ticks a never ending clock

There upon the wall Ticks a never ending clock Shatter the face, bend the hands

There upon the wall Ticks a never ending clock Shatter the face, bend the hands Yet still it continues on

Our clocks just won't stop ticking

Our clocks just won't stop ticking And they click so out of sync

Our clocks just won't stop ticking And they click so out of sync All around me the world is spinning

Our clocks just won't stop ticking And they click so out of sync All around me the world is spinning Faster still, I cannot stand upon the brink

Here they hold me to the ground

Here they hold me to the ground Here I can't be free

Here they hold me to the ground Here I can't be free But here I return each day again

Here they hold me to the ground Here I can't be free But here I return each day again If only I could flee

Stories We Think You'll Love 💕

Get The App

App Store
COMMENTS (2)
SHOUTOUTS (0)