2 Works by Lmc2913
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The field is my sanctity. Here on the cold damp grass, that I’ve sweat, bleed I can breathe, I can cry, I can confess. I love this place packed with cheering fans, but now, silent, this place is peaceful. Normally, I would be content sitting here, but something is missing. Someone. My heart knows the answer, but my head won’t let me acknowledge the truth. i need to focus and be strong for my team, for my school.
Love is weakness.
Love will destroy what I’ve built.
My back against the steel pole, I hit my head against it to try and hold back the tears and repeat to myself.
Love is weakness.
Love will destroy what I’ve built.
By the time I feel the pain in my head starts to hurt I slam my hands to the ground. Tears begin to stream down my face and I can’t stop them. All I can do is sink into the surface and attempt to comfort myself.
I am like Atlas, carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders trying to survive. Life is more about surviving. Living has its ups and downs. Surviving is steady, but there is no high, no love, no adventure, no fear, and no reward.