Lost myself in youI was once myself, For i was unafraid,Lost myself in you by Dorkslayer
Now i hide behind the mask the world made,
I was never afraid to be judged,
For from you i was always loved,
I'm suddenly afraid of rejection,
Where once was unlimited affection,
I'm not sad that i lost you,
But for losing myself, too.
Three HoursThree hours of anxious excitement,Three Hours by ShaudaySmith
Expressed in quick photos taken at arms length.
Plastic bags of food crackle next to heavy luggage.
The four of us sit evenly spaced and quiet.
Headphones dissocialize us to our own windows.
Those windows burn to the touch
As we drive into the bleach burned desert.
Bush sign bush . Sign bush
Headphones teleport us beyond them.
Halfway point, a seedy gas station and mini diner.
No one dares eat the food with the festering smell of
Gasoline, dust, and a broken bathroom wafting in the hot air.
Echoing, dank bathrooms where only the desperate dare go.
Quickly back on the road again...
Uncomfortable silences now broken by boisterous laughter,
Dolphin-like off key singing to annoying bubble gum pop music
Personal checkpoints mark the nearing beginnings end.
Cars temperature gauge reads 110 degrees at 6 pm.
Just like last year.
Moisture hits our senses as we pass over the dam.
A glimpse of the sparkling lake being scar