Painted paper walls






               Painted paper walls                





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livingghost
livingghostDefinitely not a writer ig: livingxghost
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It's just an existential crisis that's lasting a lifetime + time really stresses me out + this piece was born after watching the last episode of the first generation (aka the end of season 2) of Skins and hearing Hometown Glory by Adele

Painted paper walls

The streets I walk have stayed the same

The streets I walk have stayed the same So did the smell of the air outside,

The streets I walk have stayed the same So did the smell of the air outside, The florist is still next to the cemetery

The streets I walk have stayed the same So did the smell of the air outside, The florist is still next to the cemetery The cemetery next to the church

The bus line I used to take to go to school

The bus line I used to take to go to school keeps passing by my house

The bus line I used to take to go to school keeps passing by my house The bar where we used to buy snow cones

The bus line I used to take to go to school keeps passing by my house The bar where we used to buy snow cones keeps selling the flavours of my teenage hood

But the old ladies are no longer sitting on the bench,

But the old ladies are no longer sitting on the bench, the one faced by my window

But the old ladies are no longer sitting on the bench, the one faced by my window That brown curled kid that rode his bicycle around the neighbourhood

But the old ladies are no longer sitting on the bench, the one faced by my window That brown curled kid that rode his bicycle around the neighbourhood maybe now is a student at university, a business man or a homeless junkie

The people I meet I knew before but no longer do

The people I meet I knew before but no longer do so the "Hi, how are you?"s now are just awkward eye-contacts

The people I meet I knew before but no longer do so the "Hi, how are you?"s now are just awkward eye-contacts and then quickly look away

The people I meet I knew before but no longer do so the "Hi, how are you?"s now are just awkward eye-contacts and then quickly look away No say

I pass by my school,

I pass by my school, Memories are an underlying feeling that I struggle to feel

I pass by my school, Memories are an underlying feeling that I struggle to feel Words at the tip of my tongue that I can't taste

I pass by my school, Memories are an underlying feeling that I struggle to feel Words at the tip of my tongue that I can't taste A child I used to be but it's a stranger

I have been watching these trees for ages,

I have been watching these trees for ages, changing with the season but always returning to the way they were

I have been watching these trees for ages, changing with the season but always returning to the way they were For them time repeats itself, just like a cycle

I have been watching these trees for ages, changing with the season but always returning to the way they were For them time repeats itself, just like a cycle For us time is a blink of an eye, an instant already missed

Everything is so familiar yet so different

Everything is so familiar yet so different Is it the point of view what has changed?

Everything is so familiar yet so different Is it the point of view what has changed? But nothing is really staying still

Everything is so familiar yet so different Is it the point of view what has changed? But nothing is really staying still Is it?

I feel like I'm the only one changing

I feel like I'm the only one changing I feel like I'm the only one staying the same,

I feel like I'm the only one changing I feel like I'm the only one staying the same, Think about the sky...

I feel like I'm the only one changing I feel like I'm the only one staying the same, Think about the sky... You see it every day but whenever you look up it's like the first time

Frozen moments in old pictures

Frozen moments in old pictures Proofs of a life that used to be mine,

Frozen moments in old pictures Proofs of a life that used to be mine, Now they're just a dream I had last night

Frozen moments in old pictures Proofs of a life that used to be mine, Now they're just a dream I had last night Forgotten the moment I opened my eyes

Watch everything I once knew turn into dust

Watch everything I once knew turn into dust The world that was my reality is revealing itself as painted paper walls

Watch everything I once knew turn into dust The world that was my reality is revealing itself as painted paper walls Fragile, falling with an unnoticeable wind

A paper plane in the basket

A paper plane in the basket That never even flew

How is this the same body?

How is this the same body? How am I the same being?

How is this the same body? How am I the same being? How is this my life?

I still have so much to live

I still have so much to live But how can I if I don't remember yesterday

I still have so much to live But how can I if I don't remember yesterday And I already know I will forget tomorrow ?

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