travel thrue your vains, by *~Kaylee Trissa~* Subscribe to rss feed for *~Kaylee Trissa~*

you lie in bed,
thinking heartfelt thoughts.
it puts you to sleep.
you dream.
you suddenly are flowing thrue your vains.
you figure out whats going on and where you must be going.
you think back in your elementary science class.
vains carry blood thrue the body connecting to the heart.
wow, i must have been thinking too much,
you think.
then, you look up,
and there it is.
your heart.
you never imagined that it would look like this.
its big,
and red,
slimy looking,
and its movements are almost scary.
you wonder why its moving, 
like its jumping.
you think of science class again.
it's beating.
now i remember!
you think youre crazy to have to hink about that.
THUMP-THUMP-A, THUMP-THUMP-A, 
BAD-UMP, BAD-UMP, BAD-UMP,
DA-DOOP-DAA-DOOP.
the humungus sounds of its rapid beating ring in your ears.
i wonder who's heart this is!
you wonder.
then, the rushing blood build speed, and head straight into
the heart.
this will be facinating, 
you think.
but when you reach the inside,
white is all you see.
the blood is still moving, 
so you jump off,
and land on nothing.
everything's white.
then, you see an image of a little gloomy girl,
sitting on a porch,
in a dark, gloomy neighborhood.
you realize that the girl is you.
you continue to see bad memories,
and wonder if there are ANY good ones.
you realise what an unsocial person you are.
then, you wake up,
and realise you can still change that gloomy person.
so, you go out,
and make friends,
and even meet your first boyfriend.
your life continues on as a happy life,
because looking inside your heart is the best gift life
offers.
Posted: 2006-10-29 15:08:59 UTC

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