Death

Im dead... Last thing i remember i was hitting that line of coke. Its dark here, fog surrounds me and its hard to move. It feels like thick liquid is around my waist. As I trek through this strange and mysterious place I find a window. I look in and it shows me what has happened in my life. It shows all the freinds and family i lost from my addiction. I finally feel the need to return to them and ejoy their company. I realize I cant do shit now and im stuck in this dark hellish place forever. I fall to my knees and cry, the liquid covers me whole and i think to myself how can I die again?

I wake up.. Woah what a dream

Broken Dreams

I walk alone,
I walk alone

Its over cast and theres a deep sound of thunder that never stops
Im in a narrow alley thats never ending
I see a broken tennis racket

Theres no one around except me and my thoughts
piercing my very core

Theres no way out of this

I walk alone

Im thinking about you

Im thinking about you like kids think about recess.
Like Mice think about cheese.
Like balls think about bouncing.

Im thinking about you like pyromancers think about fire.
Like fire thinks about coals and coals think about smores.

Love

• Love is a joke
• Love is a paper airplane
• Love is a play ground (Its fun for a little then gets boring)
• Love is a big couch
• Love is a warm blanket in the winter
• Love is a bat cave

Intro

Hello bloggers, I have no idea what our intro is supposed to be about so im going to write about what i think creativity is. To me being creative is thinking of things that no one else has thought of. Looking at a picture and deciphering its meaning for your self and not listening to what other people think. Creativity is what has made the world what it is today. If no one thought outside of the box nothing would have been invented. Thats why this class is going to be so great. We can be as creative as we want and not get in trouble for it like most other classes. Yeah.