This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Coastal Carolina chapter.
No more restless sleep or
running in place.
No more balanced insanity
persisting through troubled thoughts.
Coming to the conclusion
less is more
in this simple life.
And I, a simply twisted paradox,
am perfectly imperfect.
Life: awfully good,
more unique,
more perfect.
A bright rain with rays beaming
through grey clouds
in the screaming silence of my thoughtless mind –
the feeling of infinity and beyond emerges.
Open-minded,
hopelessly optimistic,
inside out, upside down.
A near future of long-awaited,
highly anticipated
serendipity.
A real-life fantasy is coming.