Leah-Kathryn

he asked me if i was scared. my reply, as usual, was cool and collected. in reality, there are a million fireworks going off in my heart and i feel like i am standing in the middle of an open field as the thunder starts to  roll in. no, i’m not scared i’m fucking terrified. i don’t know how everything could change so drastically so quickly so purely so truly. my heart is palpitating  and i feel like i am about to hear the whistle blow signaling the biggest race of my entire life. i may seem like i have  it all together but inside my mind there are so many neurons constantly firing i feel like there is a  paintball fight of emotion happening every second. my wonder and bewilderment hasn’t lapsed, i’m so captivated  entranced enthralled awoken. how could i have gone so long to almost forget what it feels like to have everything fall into place- like i’m falling from a thousand stories high right into the sun. so ask me again if  i’m scared and remember the soft response i  give when i tell you that yes, it’s true. i’m fucking terrified. and i love it.

Grab your gun, come on the run the authorative voice invitingly beckoned our beloved leaders need your help it seems the party of the first is havin’ a go with the party of the second power, prestige, politics, is it for money or oil we go to war does it even matter to the old men in power hidden safely in the shadows keeping score   mothers cry, their children shipped out to die until in body bags ornately draped in flags   one by one only stolen memories return medals awarded, apologies delivered and the game goes on, we never learn  

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“My best friend left me.” // r.i.d