A Scene from The Sixth Sense
Seventeen years was a long time. No one really realized that until you almost lost all of those seventeen years. Diane, for one, had been lost in the bliss of teenage-hood since she was twelve; because that’s when she had grown up and moved on from all of that crap most adults would call child’s play.
She was running, and she would never stop. She knew that, deep inside, she knew that every lego she had built was being torn down as his voice echoed in her mind… “Don’t ever look back.”
She did, though, and she got caught in a blizzard of icy eyes and the curses of youth and she just couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that was pulling her back into the storm. She was the fighter, Brielle was kind, Cole was intelligent, and Cyrin was ragged and beautiful, but they all hurt her. They all tangled her inside their hearts and they threatened her w
just a feelingThey always ask you when you're sick,
"How do you feel?"
Sometimes 'sick' doesn't mean stomach virus,
Or any ache.
Sometimes we just say these material sicknesses to get people off our backs.
Sometimes we aren't feeling anything.
We're not sad.
We're not mad.
We're not happy.
We're not glad or surprised or even melancholy.
We just feel this intense feeling,
It's something you can't describe.
It's better than anything you've ever felt before,
Yet it makes you want to just collapse to the floor.
Except they don't see,
They can't see,
They don't understand,
When they ask, "How do you feel?"
And you reply "Just a feeling."