When the moon rises in the sky The magic of the night comes alive The cackling witches fly by And the ghouls have arrived With the tick of the clock And the swish of a hand The skeletons begin to knock And the wolves begin to stand As the ghosts fly high And the living …
I cautiously approach the front door I stand there wondering if I should open it or run I close my eyes I remember The voices talking filled with laughter The music rumbling through the speakers The playful arguments between cousins I remember The crackling of oil on the stove The slight burning smell that comes …
The crumbling building looms over a deserted parking lot Weeds sprout from the cracks in the concrete Paint that was once sky blue has now faded to gray This building was once a home to many people Now, this building is the home of memories Time has worn away its looks Time has allowed for …
Darkness slowly approaches me As I watch as my loved ones walk away. I close my eyes hoping not to see Who will leave and who will stay. The cold grip of panic clutches at my chest. My breaths come faster And I try not to get stressed, But my heart shatters. I curl up …
Phone The peeling label scratches against my palm as call after call comes in. With each ring, the vibrations run through my arm never allowing for stillness. I crave the coldness this small device has when I first begin my shift. Instead, I’m constantly greeted by the warmth caused by overuse. I walk away from …
I am alone Even with friends nearby My smile hides all Pain echoes from within As I try not to cry I am alone I keep holding it in And no one tries to pry My smile hides all People don’t ask where I’ve been When I get that blank look in …
The moon looms so large Its soft glow washing over The creatures roam free The magic is at its peak Again, the night brings us peace
There once was a woman named Sue She was graduating and didn’t know what to do Her mother said “Follow your heart. “It will take you to where you should start.” And with that advice, Sue locked herself in the local zoo
Its surface covered in coffee stains The desk groans in agonizing pain Hunched over with a pen The teacher grows the stacks by tens There's not a clear spot in sight While the papers grow taller in height Soon, nothing can be seen As the stacks continue to lean
Monday Who dreams fantasy worlds and crazy scenarios Loves to escape into the pages of books Whose heart craves affection And whose skin crawls when snakes slither near by I cheer for friends achieving their goals And cry when I disappoint my loved ones There is nothing I want more than love and students to …
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