It's spring break. I shouldn't be feeling like this.
I should feel relaxed; not tense.
I should feel relieved; not overloaded.
I should feel free; not busy.
I should feel energetic; not exhausted.
I should not be on the brink of tears.
I am on Spring Break.
The long awaited Spring Break.
I am finally away from school,
but I almost feel worse.
Nothing is distracting me from myself.
My thoughts roam free,
and they go to dangerous places.
My thoughts do what they want when I cannot distract myself.
I tell myself to do this, but my thoughts are like,
no.
Well crap.
So much for getting this done like I told myself I could.
Music isn't helping like normal.
Depending on the song
it might make it worse.
And of course I can't just skip those songs.
I force myself to listen to them.
My mood forces me to listen to them.
A good, fun, song comes on, and it brings a brief smile to my face.
Too brief.
Spring Break.
What happened?
You were supposed to be great.
Relax-ful.
Needed.
And now,
What?
All of these shifting moods.
Nothing to distract me...
from me.
Help?
Old Spring Break?
Are you there?
Can you help me?
Will you come back?
Please?
I need you.
Save me.
From me.
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PoetryThis story is just random writings of mine. Stuff I write in class when i'm bored. Something that I thought was cool that I saw on the internet. Quotes. Poems (by me and not by me). Song lyrics. Ya never know :) Some of this is kind of old and will...