Dreams

Some days, I just sit and hope that it could be better. Things were never supposed to get this bad. I just sit. And wonder if it will ever work out right in the end. I feel so strongly, my heart beats so hard, and yet... and yet, it wasn't supposed to be. Or it was, and it was just lost in translation. Down a path that can never be traveled again. Through time and space, where my heart rests on the bank of life's cold stream. My tears fill this stream, along side that of your tears. Where together they intertwine to become one. To float away and leave me lost....
                             Confused.....
                                              

                                                      Heartbroken.

Today

Well, today in class I was not there for much of it.  I had to leave to go to my french table. Before we I left, we were about to work on how to write the historical narratives. I am hopefully going to be able to rock out a great paper. I am really excited about doing this paper. It is a great twist on how to write a research paper. And I plan on doing the extra credit. I will  be writing my paper in a journal like a "diary". And then, hopefully, I will make a scrapbook for my visual reference.

What a Wonder

In a magic poof of smoke the starts bust into millions of pieces. There was nothing left in the sky but dust. It was a magnificent sight. Colors of all sorts laced the sky. Intertwined with mystery and wonder. Nothing more then beauty captured with this bedazzling sight. It was swirled with a dash of uncertainty as if it were entrancing all who care to gaze upon it. A portal opened up in the middle of this. It was black and cold. Everything when up in a haze. The warm feeling was no longer present. Everything was circling the portal. Then, as if it was effortless, everything was gone. With out a trace...

Here we go

When I went home this weekend I went to go review my high school's rendition of Alice in Wonderland. I sat in on  them while taking notes on how they should improve. Their performance is just a few days away. I will be there on opening night watching the kids I love dearly giving it their all. It was wonderful to see all of them again. It made me miss theatre dearly. And how much I would poor my heart out into everything I did relating to the theatre program. I will be doing this for the rest of my life, and look forward to every moment of it.

Just Become...

How often do we look towards the heavens? How often do we wish we could be more then we are? How often do we dream of doing the impossible? When do we break free from these social norms and become not as a molded "perfect". Walking to the beat of our own hearts, stepping in time with the music that enriches our soul. Smelling the wind in a new breath taking gasp. Letting the inner child pull at our hands and guiding us onward to a brighter world. The pulse is strong and the will is great, take the step and become one with the earth that is under neath us all. Tying us as one.