-CometDust-

Catching fireflies

In my palms

Catching snowflakes

On my tongue

Throwing wishes

To the sky

On the wings

Of dandelions

Dreaming

With my head

In the clouds

Begging to stay

For 12 years of our lives, we are put in this place. 

This place is where our energy slowly drains from our bodies. 

The work that we do slowly gets harder and harder 

My bluntstones are muddy

and kicked off

on the floor

my feet are tucked underneath me

we're on our way home.

We drive by the yellow car

that's too broken to go anywhere

but it's hill