Camp NaNoWriMo Day 19: This Humidity Is Untenable

Someone stop it plz.

​"if parents are the ones to blame
"in your thoughts you're alone
"from now through early history
"are endless broken homes."

Mays eyes began to fill with tears
her cheeks flushed red as did her ears
Her soul and mind both felt so sad
the bruise upon her knee hurt bad

She didn't want to feel that pain
she wanted just to play again
she wanted just to run around
to feel her feet upon the ground

to play some tag or kick a can
to skip and laugh and play with friends
to play with grass and sand and dirt
she wanted fun. Instead, she hurt.

Her tears fell down her cheeks and chin
they fell onto her shirt. But then
she heard a loud and thundrous crack
and once again, the world turned black.