Free at last- pt 2I flew into his arms, throwing him off balance and landing us both in the dirt. I'd never seen him before, I didn't recognize him, but it seemed like he knew me. It almost felt like he was expecting me to come crashing through the bushes at that very moment. He laughed and pulled himself to his feet. "Who are you?" I asked him, but he merely smiled at me and outstretched his hand. I grabbed his hand and he helped me regain my balance. After I brushed my jeans off again, I looked up to thank him for catching me, but my gaze locked onto his gorgeous blue eyes, and I couldn't seem to remember what it was I was going to say. It seemed like the entire world had just stopped for a moment, and I'm not sure how long I was staring into those beautiful eyes. I had lost track of time, and I could've stared at him for hours had I not heard the bushes rustle again. "Oh, I was hoping you had made that sound..." I looked around frantically for the cause of the sound. A rabbit came out from the bushes
Free at last- pt1Sitting on the forest floor, I found myself going over my thoughts, trying to make heads or tails of the tangled mass of information locked in my head. It was a chilly autumn dusk, and the orange, gold and brown leaves were fluttering from the tops of the tall trees surrounding me. What was I running from, why was I running? How long has it been since I last had a proper place to call home? These questions raced through my mind, fruitlessly attempting to find answers in the labyrinth that is my mind. I got up and dusted off my torn jeans, wondering why I even cared anymore, as dirty as they were. I'd forgotten the last time I had clean clothes, but I didn't really care anymore. I shifted my tattered backpack to grab my old metal water bottle when I heard a rustling in the bushes to my right. Who could possibly be this deep in the forest at this time? I looked toward the sound, wondering if they had finally found me. I was starting to worry. "Hello? Who's there? Show yourself!" I cried
This Christmas...The soft, warm glow of my small metal candlelight tree lights up the room.
It's quiet here, and I find the silence pleasant.
Reflections of candles on mirrors on walls, I've been anticipating it for a while now.
I knew it would come, I just didn't know when.
A feeling rushes over me, like a lone flower bloom.
My vision is blurred and I begin to taste salt.
A thousand miles from loved ones, far from my true home.
I'm spending this Florida Christmas alone.