MmKayKiwi

Where has school brought me. I am able to write with a clearer view. Now. I am not as lost in thoughts. I am able to speak of the intelligent ideas that define a piece; by identifying the rules; Not the meaning. I am able to colour inside the lines and fear if I go outside of them. Where has school brought all of our minds? It has guided us. yes. Controlled us, sometimes. But ruined a thing of beauty The idea of stepping away from rules the lines, the alliteration, the correct way. The correct way is not as beautiful and different as our inspired free selfs I am afraid I may have lost myself and I miss myself A thing of bea

Where's the hope?

The fear. Of past and not believeing. This emotion is not alloweed in a relationship so strong. Yet this fear, it carries me.. Away. Away from you. The only one I need not fear. Fear not. You are so far away as the heart beats apart. One light will be my only savior. Trust. Tonight I walk this path. No matter the thoughts that trail. This truth; this belief, it will lead me to find you. I don't want to be away. When our hearts would rather beat in sync, not alone. Tonight I run. Away from what I held onto, and towards someting better. Let this fear release me. Drift into a smoke. Be forgotten. Tonight I run for you.