Everything inside my head,
all the colors in my bed.
Pink and yellow, navy blue.
Happy days, long overdue.
I can't leave, I'm lying here.
I don't sleep, I'm masking fear.
The tulip grows, its petals white,
while I'm seeking all things bright.
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2019 ‖Eckley, CO
Hours passed but Cameron wasn't able to get out of bed. His body was weak, his legs paralyzed and his mind was in a state of shock.
It took him all his strength to tell Sonny what had happened. Luckily, when his friend checked his knee, it was fine, no sign of a bullet wound.
But his brain wasn't able to realize that. It was almost in a sort of comatic state.
Around lunchtime he was slowly able to get up again and use the toilet, his legs heavy, his steps slow. He forced down a cold buttered toast that
