pyrofox
We stood there quietly, soaking in the somber mood that surrounded us. We stood there, in a sea of black. We looked around, it was a sea of tears. So much, so much to take in. I glanced down the length of the church, a mistake I immediately regretted.
Open caskets. Suddenly it became all too real for me. Wave after wave of realization hit me. My mind didn't listen, to my pleas for a cease-fire. Nothing could stop the present.
I couldn't take it. So unreal.
Don't people usually wake up from their sleep? Don't they?
Not today.
Once again, I was witnessing an eternal slumber. Nothing was going to wake them up again. Once again, I was seeing death up close.
'When will it be over? Please just let it end,' I thought to myself. 'Someone, make it stop.'
I sat, numb, waiting for it all to come closer to an end. Tears fell more times than I care to count.
They were really gone.
And the whole time, I was waiting for them to wake up and wonder why they
were in those scary metal caskets. The whole time, they stayed the way they were.
They had so much more life in them.. To this day, I wonder why they were
taken- ripped- away from loved ones. I wonder why they had to be casualties of
such a terrible tragedy.
And until the day I day, I will continue to wonder, continue to be bitter.
This should have never happened.
Funeral for two. It was a funeral for two.
Time to rise from the ashes
Little phoenix
Fly up
Up
Fly away
It's your time to shine
You've made it through the darkness
You're safe now
You're rising up from the past.
You're rising above old obstacles
You've done it little phoenix.
She writes on the chalkboard, simple equations, simple words. It means little to some, they don't understand the beauty of
A teacher.
One who opens the gateway to another world.
A world of hope,
promise,
knowledge,
happiness.
A teacher.
Brings all of those
and more.