I stand on the edge, feeling the cool breeze whip
at my face. Tears started to trickle down my face, falling
from my chin and hitting the pavement below.
I felt myself tip forward, the edge leaving the soles of my feet.
For other people, this was suicide. For me,
This was freedom.
And I knew right then, that
I was going to die.
Where was I going?
My life was falling.

Everything was cold and dark
I can't see. Everything is misty
I'm cold and thirsty.

“Where am I?”

“It's ok. Everything will be alright.”
A black vine wrapped around my shoulder and more soon followed
They started to wrap itself around, warming me like a blanket.

I close my eyes feeling the vines pulling me back
into a wall, that slowly consumed me.


“STOP!”


My eyes flung open, hearing those words.
My breath stops for a brief second and waits.


“I WON'T LET YOU GET AWAY!”



A slicing sound cuts through the air and for a minute......
…...the world stops.

The vines around me break and crumble
from the wall it bound me to.
The mist around me fades
and I see rays of sun come out.
There are buildings with blood painted on every wall.

I drop to my knees, the vines still
coiling around my body, and
for the first time for I could remember........


…..I Cried.

Knick Knack, Patty whacks
Give away a soul
This old man just paid his toll.

Twinkle, Twinkle little Rat
How I wonder where you’re at
Down below the world so high
Like a poet you abide
Twinkle, Twinkle little Rat
How a poet you should act.

It’s raining, it’s pouring
The Titans a roaring
We went to bed,
They ate our heads
and now we’re a luring.

Happiness reflects someone.
It reflects someone and their lives.
Happiness could be alone, friends, family, books, or even computers.
You could go on a trip and that would just make you happy.
You could go to the next town and still be happy.
Happiness can be anything.
If your happy while doing something,
that’s happiness for you and only for you.
Books, lets start with that happiness.
You could read a book and then get excited or sad.
It fills fantasy, thoughts, imagination, and knowledge.
That could be happiness for some people.
Friends are second.
Friends are with you wherever you go.
It could be from a book or in your imagination.
They could be in school, your car, on the web
Heck, even people at the gas station!
Friends are with you wherever and you don’t know it.
Family
Everyone loves their family, right?
Maybe.
But even so, loved ones do care about you,
even if your family is just your friends.
Happiness is everywhere.
What’s yours?

The moon rose huge in the sky.
It’s craters visible against it’s milky complexion.
Stars danced as if it were a campfire,
burning and crackling in front of them.
It’s amazing how the moon has been confronted,
beaten, and analyzed.
It’s face shaped as if it were sleeping,
frozen in time. Stars appear as the night draws on.
Being born or dying.
Clouds move across the starry sky, wrapping the moon
in a blanket. It seems that the moon is sleepwalking in it’s sleep.
Stumbling, rolling, falling.
Stars catch him as he does and as he reaches the horizon,
the sun comes back, glowing brightly.
As it never seems to sleep, but the moon just
stumbles and falls,
Stumble and falls...