stop.
stop running.
stop worrying.
stop everything.
drop.
drop to the ground.
drop your possessions.
drop everything.
roll.
roll anyway from the fire.
roll away from your fears.
roll and don't look back.
until your in the clear
Posted in response to the challenge Spring: Writing Contest.
Death reaches his hands
Shrivels leaves
Rips them up
Soon the ghosts and ghouls will scream
They've waited all year for Halloween
But this death is not a scary thought
In fact it's comforting
I’ve always loved the autumn
Costumes and candy on halloween
Turkey and family on thanksgiving
Bright colors and cute clothes
The season gave me joy,
But as i grew up it gave peace
I wish the sun always shone
But never burned your skin
And that when it is snowing
The cold never nips
I wish all your tears were happy
And you never knew grief
But I know none of this is true
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