NejiHitsugaya

It’s all dark. I can’t see anything. This is confusing, what am I doing? Am I all alone? Suddenly it’s all wet. What is happening here? This liquid is giving me strength. I want out of this darkness. I want to see what’s up there. What happens if I push to look? Oh, look! There is some light up here. Maybe that will help me grow more. It feels so warm. I feel stronger with this light there. There is not much else to see - just some other bushes and trees. It’s getting darker. I’m losing some of this new found strength. What is this? My light has gone away, but there appears to be a softer white light. It&

In the morning when I wake, The howling wind blows; The leaves need a rake, And only I know. The sun raises high in the sky, The wind slows to a breeze, I watch as a Mediterranean fruit fly flies by, And I crouch down on my knees. Night is coming, getting colder, The sun is setting, I put the rake on my shoulder, This time of day, I find it rather upsetting. It's the dead of night, I'm curled up in my bed, I hope I don't get a fright, Thankfully I'm happy and fed.