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Martin tossed and turned in his bed. He tried to keep him mind clear but it always seemed to go back to that Burger King. He sat up, putting his hands over the covers he gripped the sheets. "That outlet is going to burn the whole building down," he grumbled nervously to himself.
Jumping quickly, he took to the air and flapped his wings harshly to gain height. "Alright! Now hold them out!" his father called from below. With wobbling appendages, he opened his wings to hover.
The colors of the sky pulled her forward, hypnotizing her with their promises of nowhere.
You are the one who gives me. You give me all that you have and all that I need. I cup my hands out in front of me and you provide. I shiver and you place a blanket over my shoulders. I cry out and you rush to my side. I close my eyes and you sing my a lullaby...
I camp out in your arms. They enclose me in a safe and warm environment where I can relax without worry. I have no reason to suspect that the cold winds will break through, I have to reason to worry that rain will wet my head, because you are a solid foundation and I will camp here for life and beyond.
You're acting as though I'm the one that grabbed you by the collar and threw you to the ground. Like I'm the one that beat you down until you were battered and bleeding. That I'm the one who made you end up with stitches.
Kyle grabbed my hand and began to drag me along the path. "Let go of me!" I screeched, working desperately to free myself from his grip. "No way," he said simply as he continued to walk. I was NOT amused.
Wandering through the darkened woods, he strained his eyes to find some sort of light. He pulled his feet high off the ground in an attempt t avoid tripping but his plan failed. His face down in the dirt, he raised it to find light. He raised it, discovering a new land.
I felt the intense panic shooting itself through my veins as I attempted to run. My best effort was pointless. No one can run from themselves. Faced with my own fears, as they were towering over me, my whole world shook.
Progress. I seem to be lacking that in my life, my world. Packing up boxes and seemingly moving from place to place when really I'm just moving back and forth along the same line. I'm going absolutely nowhere. Silly.
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