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I live in a world which is out of my comfort zone, and I suspect that there are others feeling the same displeasure.
I am subjected to an unknown environment with an array of people, each as different as the last.
I know I should suspect certain things whilst I am here, things that are to my displeasure, and yet when I across them it doesn't make it any easier to confront them.
We would all feel the same at first, I suspect, but soon the circles of friendship form, and they block out the rejected and the lonely.
Disturbances here don't come as a spectrum but more like deadly spikes which scrape along the subconscious until you feel as if you can't take it anymore.
There are internal disturbances, external ones too.
Internal is the noise and the heat, the latter is something which I cannot control.
It is the noise, oh my heavenly body above the noise, which pains my souls and dampens my heart.
I want them to stop, and rarely do I tell them to do so. I feel like my soul cripples in on itself, unable to find the courage to seek to find my freedom.
I want them to shut it. I want them to stop. I feel like crying. I feel like I want my heart to stop. I feel like I don't want to live through the night.
I feel like I'm a lonely soldier with my weighted worries are in a knapsack on my back.
I want to hurt the mouths the sound bleeds from. I want to kill them so silence returns. I want them all to die.
My sadness becomes to the point where it is just bearable. My anger bottles up inside me like I'm a flammable liquid on the edge to combust.
I do not alway feels this way about where I now live...
Only when I want my peace...
Only when I want my sleep...
Only when I can't bear my own presence anymore.
I am subjected to an unknown environment with an array of people, each as different as the last.
I know I should suspect certain things whilst I am here, things that are to my displeasure, and yet when I across them it doesn't make it any easier to confront them.
We would all feel the same at first, I suspect, but soon the circles of friendship form, and they block out the rejected and the lonely.
Disturbances here don't come as a spectrum but more like deadly spikes which scrape along the subconscious until you feel as if you can't take it anymore.
There are internal disturbances, external ones too.
Internal is the noise and the heat, the latter is something which I cannot control.
It is the noise, oh my heavenly body above the noise, which pains my souls and dampens my heart.
I want them to stop, and rarely do I tell them to do so. I feel like my soul cripples in on itself, unable to find the courage to seek to find my freedom.
I want them to shut it. I want them to stop. I feel like crying. I feel like I want my heart to stop. I feel like I don't want to live through the night.
I feel like I'm a lonely soldier with my weighted worries are in a knapsack on my back.
I want to hurt the mouths the sound bleeds from. I want to kill them so silence returns. I want them all to die.
My sadness becomes to the point where it is just bearable. My anger bottles up inside me like I'm a flammable liquid on the edge to combust.
I do not alway feels this way about where I now live...
Only when I want my peace...
Only when I want my sleep...
Only when I can't bear my own presence anymore.
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Hi everyone. Apologies in advance (well if you've read the thing then it's not in advance anymore...) for the late night writing - it's quality is probably pretty bad.
So this year I'm living on campus in a room at my chosen university. There are many pros and cons to 'living on' and this...to be frank I don't know what this is...displays more about the cons. I'm not a 'go-out-at-night' kinda girl so I don't participate in the night life here. And sometimes that nightlife comes in the form of noise, when I'm trying to sleep. I expect this as much, because it's a part of the university lifestyle, but I still don't particularly like it 80% of the time. I'm seriously debating whether to buy some ear plugs or not.
Ah, the small challenges you face when growing up.
Enjoy, if you want~
Hi everyone. Apologies in advance (well if you've read the thing then it's not in advance anymore...) for the late night writing - it's quality is probably pretty bad.
So this year I'm living on campus in a room at my chosen university. There are many pros and cons to 'living on' and this...to be frank I don't know what this is...displays more about the cons. I'm not a 'go-out-at-night' kinda girl so I don't participate in the night life here. And sometimes that nightlife comes in the form of noise, when I'm trying to sleep. I expect this as much, because it's a part of the university lifestyle, but I still don't particularly like it 80% of the time. I'm seriously debating whether to buy some ear plugs or not.
Ah, the small challenges you face when growing up.
Enjoy, if you want~
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