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Float within dust sinking, feeling warm breathe . Spin me around to test my eyes . Wonder deep throughout lonely space. Lost in sound , fall and break. Missing piece of a tamberine heart. Fear. Pose as a human bean.  Surrender without love or cowardness. Bottled up and recieved with public visitation. They stop to hold heads heavy. Flash foward, delicate soul taken by lies in little amount of time. Sailed away, leaving sanctuary. Rub my eyes, off balanced, clock still inplace. Taste of insensitivity,my pillow lays beside me with a triger.

Colored Elevator

His life is an office building. Some how the elevator does not reach the top. Does it even have a stop ? The last floor is the one you can not face. The place where no one goes. Afraid of getting stuck and never back up. All you can take is a peek. You hear a crackle, a tear drop, pounding music of failure. Click 7. Why you ask ? Take a quick step ...whats this ? Sound of wind, an old laughter you've been longer to hear. You push your way through the muted socialble kids. The laughter gets louder and louder. Is it really her ? Can it be. No, nothing but sound. He swits by the chair where he saw her twinkle in her eye. Whats this ? Floor collapsing. Stuck at a opening of the of the last floor. The tear drops fall harder. He grabs the umbrella amd runs. Clock is clacking faster. Crack, crack is the sound of the window breaking into each smaller piece. Falling backwards still holding the umbrella. No movement but the deep thumps of his heart. His cheeks arise, glisining white teeth are spread out. Blap! Now laying inside a white room. Choosing between the ignorance and hidden life under the umbrella of the colored room. Running back and forth.. Silence and then he screams "I AM NO LONGER COLOR BLIND!" Click the button, 7 closes..the cover. His eyes roll upward. Seeing the working people in each office. Happy and decides.. Whats this ? ... "I'm facing it."

24 hrs of darkness

The sun shines, i smile at it while it smiles with me all day. Beaming on top of me. Here to make me happy, I spin through the air. It heats the top of my heaf as if it held a kiss. I lay down on the prickly grass while the sun moves around me. To share my thoughts and my notes with it. Suddenly it starts to move  far away. Sunset is comming. It and i become sad. The sky begins to cry. I cry along with it. Please don't go. I'm not ready for you to escape. Was it my words, my meaning to the sun to serious  for it ? I couldn't ask i had to let go. I promised myself that i'd see it again. I sleep under the trees of sadness...waking up...Thinking its a dream...hoping. It was not what I strived for. I scream, I cry, the sky cries too. Its too dark to see of the sun is thinking about me , watching over me. No sun today. A hour goes by it felt like a day. I'd pant a flower where me and the sun connected the most hoping the sun will come out to make it grow, but no it just became darker each hour that went bvy. 3 days, 6 days, seven, ten 12. Why me ? why did the beautiful sunrise take my breathe away just to end so fast with sunset?..i planted 6 flowers, messages to sun to come out and play. I knew in the back of my mind it'l come out one day. I slept and slept. The stars tried to make me happy, tried to be my friend . I didn't want them. No! i wanted the sun. 18 hrs. 19,20 20, 20 days! WHY ME! Beggining to give up. I was oblivious to everything that surronded me. Flowers become old.. died. 24 hrs, didn't realize. Clouds aparted , didn't care. The sun was out,  my eyes were shut. I took a step outside. The sun greeted me ? Could this be a new beggining, a new sunrise for the world and me ? I smiled this time acting as if nothing happened. I couldn't help but think, maybe soon enough a subject- depressed will arise with it. 24 days for this 24 hrs of darknes...

Forgotten

Its a chain reaction.. what did i do to deserve such negativity.. yes there are haters but all i can do is ignore and try to be the nice person i know i am. Still it isn't enough. who side are you on ? superior or inferior? one says inferior and its a chain reaction. Leaving me in the danger zone as if i was the enemy. As if i was forbidden in the everyday highschool life. Keep out! i hear someone screa, laughter drowns in from behind. The door and lights shut off on me. I am alone in darkness. Now because of this, it's a chain reaction, everyday somone is forgotten...

Bellerina

My heart races with anger faster than a ballerina twirls on her feet. Tears roll down my flushed cheeks to the tiny tips of my fingers. They gently strum the strings to replay the tune of my life. It plays harder and deeper within my skull to my brain, like a siren that warns you to leave. Escape the world of danger and flee to safety. Safety in his arms. Bursting out into sadness, my heart speaks all that was trapped beneath me. I sing until i find my way out of her spnning spiral . Stopping to be seen by my audience. Arms are open. The strings of the siren stop. In his arms, i am safe...

Daily Practice

Garden: Your love is like a beautiful rose, mine is like a tree. It grows till old does me death, though your thorns of love dies when seasons out. It is to be sprouted out for another admired sone. My leaves get sick and full foi agony. Crumbled branches die out of life. Now surronded by eevrything that is msierable and rotten. Falling into a deep slee, becoming part of my surronding , i dream. It as a garden where our love beganjust as seeds. This time you were the soil that i depended on. Till old did us death along with the love we had for life.

omg this  past week ended so fast :( . making the books were so much fun. Who knew making books were fun. I picked oput my cloth last minute but my friend molly inspired me to do something with my cloth because it was so bland . i decided to splatter paint it . it was really fun! i really like the instructor karl becuase hes soo nice and explained evrything very well. I would love to make books more often! hope to do it soon !