DreadingDays

The eerie hallway lay out before me, waiting. I tentatively step forward, my footsteps echoing off the walls and lockers that surround me. Everything is quiet but that, the echoing noise and the pounding of my heart in my ears. I'm sure it echoes in this hallway too, I'm sure everyone can hear the pounding of my blood just as much as I can. This is what it's like after school hours. Once all the teachers leave, an eerie quietness sets in, leaving room for imaginations to run wild when one sets foot in this place once plagued by raging words. My old kindergarten thoughts of teachers and staff living in school vanish, making way for my imagi

 There are reason for everything. There are reasons to be honest, to lie, to see the world. There are reasons he does the things he does. There are always reasons for everything. There are reasons why we act the way that we do, why we say what we say. But there aren't always answers for the questions we ask each other. There are never answers to the most important questions I ask before you fall asleep. And there are never answers to the questions you ask when you think I'm asleep. There always reasons though. I learned that from you. Even though there aren't always answers, there's always reasons to look at. I've learned that there are r

I am Sky, Beautiful and vast. I am a voyage, Waiting to be finished. I am bright, Shining, and Blue. I am open And wanting. I am dancing With the clouds. I waltz with birds That fly with me. I am glorious. I am wanting, Wanting to be reached, Wanting more, Wanting you. I am impossible, Impossible to finish, Impossible to hate. I am wonderful. I am full of wishes And stars. I am waiting For the nevercoming. I am Sky.