From up here the rivers and lakes look like veins. The ground is a live thing, a beast who demands to be obeyed. But we, but I, thought ourselves the exception, and flew from it, in mechanical bird. I fear its wrath, and I fear it's acceptance too. It this way it has one, it controls me, scares me, but at the same time, it frightens me just enough, the unknowness of it all, to revolt, to destroy. This earth that I see, this living breathing thing is the all powerful, but I am speeding away from it, showing man's gut and stupidity. The ocean is it's mouth, and for a second, I know it will swallow me whole. And I know it still will not be satisfied. Us the prey, and pray to all. It is too late. Surely, we will perish. But I look down into the mouth of my world, into an abyss, and I don't see anything. No tongue or teeth. I see just myself, I see us all, I see emptiness. On the ground when you look up, people see god and spirits there. I see them here, from above, looking below. I see them in the Earth, the creature, the creator and the destroyer.
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I want to scream. Everyone does. But I want to scream the loudest It's a trap that we fall into, the scream of primal sorts. Yet who is strong enough ,human enough ,godly enough, to stop it. .Not I, nor you, nor him. Because, at core, a scream is who we are, a short burst of energy, made of joy or hate.Without your face, brain, heart, without the makeup, you are truth, you are a scream.. And it does not sound pretty,
and it does not sound mean. It just sounds. So sound I urge. Scream. As I look into the Mirror
there is a girl that I see She is kind and sweet but she is not me The girl that you see is a lot different then the girl that I am I am anger and sorrow covered up in a coating of happiness but sometime I just can't cover up I tell people don't worry just look at the positive while I am stuck looking at the negatives As I look into the mirror there is a girl that I see this is not me. -Emily Farina A breath of air finally escapes, the lips that have waited so long for that breath,
Open eyes, tell all that need to be told, The prince and pauper finally meet, old memories disappear into your silent past, along with hearty tears and regretful laughs, You’re ready, to try the slipper of chance. Sun dancing on my skin
Bright turquoise and violet flowers spread across the bear grass patches Blue sky and puffy white clouds floating above my head Colorful butterflies fluttering by Humid air fills my lungs Green grass spun into tangles of waiting Water tickling my toes Coolness of chlorine drenches me with satisfaction Cool air starts to dawn Green leaves become red Hats and boots replace sandals and sneakers Diving boards become chalk boards Glittering crystals shimmer on the ground Keeping me from awakening the peaceful silence Children laughing at the joy of a sled race Warm soothing hot cocoa to mend a fault Sun dancing on my skin Bright turquoise and violet flowers spread across the bear grass patches Blue sky and puffy white clouds floating above my head |
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