The Bonfire

Night fast approaching.

Sitting in chairs looking on at the mound of wood.

An elegant bird rising destined to fall.

Then a light.

Small yet growing fast.

Then in a second the bird catches.

Burning as bright as the sun.

GhostSlayer

VT

15 years old

More by GhostSlayer

  • Is it so hard?

    Is it really so hard to just be nice to people? 

    Why is it us versus them? 

    What makes "them" different? 

    "Worse" 

    We are all human, 

    all trying to get through our day. 

  • The Limit

    I reach my limit from time to time.

    whether it be at school or at home.

    I reach the limit of what my brain can handle.

    All of the noise of life becomes too much and I need to take a break.

    I need to turn my ears off.