Writing

I don't understand 
How you never will get older 
How you will stay the same in my mind 
For the rest of time 

And I will continue to get older 
And I will soon 
One day grow old 

Under the summer
The fall is waiting
It waits calmly and quietly 
Waiting for its slow change 
Into only a few months 

Their are flames in my eyes,

that are burning me alive.

As I swallow back tears,

that are like gasoline to the fire inside.

I sit and I wonder if someone will ever stop the pain,

Is it possible to fail with an A+

Or do I just feel like I'm failing myself?

I'm the best one in your class,

But I still send emails making excuses for my declining grades. 

She runs down the path to the lake by her old school. 

Every day she comes there, for one reason. 

To see something. 

A bench...it stands by the lake. 

Serene and frail. 

Powder

grey powder blows into my eyes

my face

I cant breathe

I run through the house 

Begging everyone to give me air

They stare

They laugh

I fall

It's going dark

and dark