Life.

Loneliness, worrisome, and immense tension. Closing in on me. As if I can feel it in the air; All I want to do is make a prayer. Suddenly a terror strikes, which continues to spike. Cloudy thoughts, and stomach all in knots! My palms feel sweaty and face rose-colored. Suffocation and gasping for air. My system is broken, As my feelings feel frozen. Only sound perceived is the beating of my own heart; A mysterious pain like being stabbed by a dart. I stand still as a statue Stage fright! Loss sight of whats in front of me. Fear of failing. Finally been given a specific name Anxiety.

“Life is too short.” The most repetitive quote, These four words are always pounded in my head. As time passes, I forget details about you, which used to be so vivid  to me. The best quote to describe you..“though she be but little, she is fierce.” (Pause) I will never forget May 25,2016. I lost a friend, a classmate, and a teammate. Her name was Lily. Lily was known for her short stature, contagious smile, and New York attitude.   No matter the time of day, she would smile to anyone who passed her. But to me, you are held near my heart forever. Your ridiculously corny jokes, uplifting laugh, and love for trucks. The protectiveness you had over the ones you loved. I remember the day you passed so clearly. A bomb threat, two fire drills, and then a car crash in front of our school. Your car crash. And cause of death. (Pause) God never promised a sunny day without rain. Everyday I questioned when I would receive another sunny day. (Pause) Now I live on, Lily taught me to live my life

Sleep is a get away from reality . A relaxing drug, which we are hooked at birth. Our aspirations, ambitions, and passions. Moments to encounter peaceful dreams, But it also a rude awakening. The dark, imagined, unknown figures. The nightmares. They can snap you wide awake, even in the deepest of sleep. Either flying high or at death's door. The closest experiences to heaven or hell . Seemingly nothing exists while you dream. It can be a tragedy or a blessing to forget. Regardless we all return to reality.

Bang. Bang. Pounding on the door, which is followed by him kicking down the door. In despair, suddenly close my eyes shut and do as my father instructed me to do. Forcibly grabs my arm and shoves me into the hall. Clumsily, and blindly walking down the creaking hallway.  Come to an abrupt halt at the door at the end. My body shaking with fear not knowing what to expect on the other side. The door creaks open and my heart stops at the sight. As I stare silently at what I see before my feet. A wooden coffin with my initials in gold. A.S.L. My father grabbed a nearby rope and tied my hands uncomfortably in front of me. After opening the coffin, abruptly shoves my body into the open box. Bang. Bang. Nails are jolting closely to me. Letting out my biggest scream and my fists pounding on my "new home". Time passed which felt like forever. I inhale my last breathe. One hundred years pass. As I stare outside the cobwebbed window in desire to breathe the cold crisp air just one mor

What is trust?  Trust is what you give other individuals in your life.  Its a secure feeling.  Confide within them.  I give trust to who have always been there for me.  But I can take it away twice as fast as its given.  My trust is slim.  My trust is everything to me.