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My first day of elementary school
My mom woke me up and made me breakfast
With a lunch box in my hand I walked to school
With my white sketchers that had double knots
So I wouldn’t trip over myself
Gears, they clink
as the little man's Key
twists. A fire alights
upon his little being.
Laughter, delighted, gleeful,
echoes as this little man stumbles
foot over foot
along his little path.
I was young and blind
My mind compliant clay
So now I've become what you made me be
And locked what I could've been away
You had me going for a while
Life is more than the number one.
Yes, I'm given this one life,
And yes, I'm one in quite a few billion,
But these days are filled with turmoil and strife,
Kids these days, they experiment, and they torment.
Writing is a part of my life
Writing come naturally to me
Novls sagas, comics, sometimes poetry
It is the one thing I find easy to see
I love to write
Distract your mind of anxiety, feel the breeze, seize the anticipation,
Hours, days, and months of moments summon upon this day,
Approach the line. Runners ready. Here comes the pain, here comes the sensation.
She lay on the floor, unconscious and beaten almost to death.
Blood on her face running from her nose and mouth.
He’s gone, nowhere to be found.
Bruises are slowly forming on her arms, hand prints forming on her throat.
I wonder why leaves fall?
Everyday I drive over different leaves
With the same tire tracks
Of my ugly green Chevy Malibu Hatchback
asking myself why it is that I am never reincarnated
In the spring
I follow no man but Jesus
Praying every night I rest
Hoping that I wake up and pass his next test
"There's no time for foolishness no time for fun, for there is work to be done my son"
These hands made for labor and
It always lurked inside, but had evolved from
a small, superficial presence into
a Fog that glowed beautifully and dangerously
as the source of one's existence.
Fresh air that's inhaled is produced into
A world without peace is like a pillow without its fluff, we toss and turn on end about desires and wants, we ask what can be done for us instead of asking what can I do for you?
Tell the world how much you love
Me and I’ll tell the world that I’m in love with
You day after day myLove for you grows. You say you don’t like
The lies the lies,all these lies,are only a cover for what lies inside.
The truth is hidden way beneath,just the cover and the trim.Not always a meaning,but always a reason.
I feel the electricity pass over me in massive arcs, solar flares reach through that celestial body into me, and I feel gravity pull me ever closer,
when those lips touch mine.
She is stellar.
Running
It's my outlet and my way of escape
The night before a 37 mile relay
I wanted to run
not to rest and hydrate
I needed the escape
from the pain and confusion swirling in my brain
Believe it or not, college is right around the corner!
And high school years are at a glance
The recruitment game
The need-to-know
Don’t pass up your chance
Failing to demonstrate interest?
Fear is a feeling
There are so many kinds
it can come without warning
Without a clue or a sign It can be difficultTo find a way to tell
For me it's easier
To write and to spell
