School work overloads,

Papers foreshadow 64%

I have wrote essays that cramped my fingers, molding and shaping it ,

Including me

I have worked

Harder than a bee hive

in the winter

I still find flowers-

joy in the storm in between

Even when the

my promises crumble,

I tremble with fear

I pray for

an 100% beyond what

failure calls me

I Cast my cares to Jesus

Who can shake me

And Who can prom...

You've come back,

but I no longer need you.

See you soon

This afternoon

When waves go swim back

The birds and flowers step away

I’m hydrating without you

circulating my mind and self too

Bouncing back from this glue

I no longer need you in this equation

It subtracts not adds you

Like us in your mind

I have come back

To look with my eyes

And came back

To find no equal signs...

Grasp onto nature’s bars. Climb until your eyes gaze upon the heavens. Danger is around the corner. The predators lurk, searching for a vertebrate on the island. Their jaws slide with aggression against the rocky terrain, sharpening their teeth to be ready for the day. Swiftly, chips disintegrate underneath the heavy stomps of the creatures. The hoard sniffs the aroma of rooting apples topping the...

Her mind was Cinderalla. No one could fit into her perspective. Her sisters, step-mom, and eveyone else were heels. everyone was horizontally stretched - a for-profit organization whose eyes could only see the Moon rather than the Earth. Despite it all, she was the key to her locks. Cinderalla eyes are glass- her prince was the inside - full of clearness. Luckily, for her shoe she is a treasure - ...