*All I Need Scholarship Slam*
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i need you
"please"
but you need me
really?
yes, i don't care what they say
or what they mean
Is it just me, or has life kinda lost its sense of euphoria? Like its become mundane in a way? I mean ,like, it's a beautiful day
My cracked lips define the need to eat something salty or else collapse
At this point I am delusional and unaware of how much time has lapsed
The large blue panorama that defines my surrounding space
When the pain sets in and your heart begins to sink, you almost forget you were born a human and not a robot as the weight suddenly becomes too heavy to hold. As you bite down on your quivering lips and inhale through your nose.
If there were a thing I could not live without,
it would be storytelling, and there is no doubt.
Stories are everything, if you look all around
throughout all existence, there are tales to be found.
I am in love with what nature gave me
The ultimate gift
One that will never be put in the trash or given away
It brings me joy, creativity, and life
Wether bounding through childhood
Or tripping through my teens
My one necesity remained the same
This Mother of Mine,
My Person
The conversations filled with guidence
Her mind lives in a beautiful oasis,
A bright blue ocean, vast and lively.
Filled with terror and past experiences.
Roaming the halls for security.
All I need is the silky touch of you,
Oh, how I love the texture and length
Of your soul. You make my days
Brighter, cleaner, whiter.
I’ll see you after seasons change
when we’re bundled up again,
when breezes penetrate thermal
layers and our fat gloved hands
are teenagers again, awkwardly
holding each other in your coat’s
She's taken everything for granted.
Her friends, her family, and her freedom
have never been appreciated.
She never realized she had done it.
But now, as she lays there,
naked and bare, on this cold table
We don’t talk a lot about ears, do we?
They’re seen as simply the masses of flesh attached to the sides of newly
Formed heads at birth
Not seen in most respects as something of worth and yet
A thread is nothing without a needle
A moth is lost without light
A cookie will always be missing it's completing factor without that full glass of milk
And life seems small without my sister
some people might bring a person like a close friend or someone in their family,
some people might bring a physical thing like a stuffed animal or a ring,
but something that i would bring that is really close to me,
Life, Love, Happiness.
Three existential ideas
All provided by
The Giver,
The one who breathes light
Into dark.
Memories.
Scrapbook full of memories
Most dear to me.
Sudden separation from civilization,
All I need...
An open mind.
All I need...
Are open eyes.
All I need...
An open heart.
An open mind knows of a different world.
A world that was and is and will ALWAYS be here.
