Reid@YWP

When the sky is clear,

and there’s no clouds to interfere-

with the sparking, sacred stars.

Waves crash against the shore,

spreading shards of crystal far-

Immortality,

A word spoken without thought.

How good it would feel to live forever,

Without thinking of the consequences. 

You’d have to watch the world burn,

Death is one of my deepest fears -

The thought of losing my friends and family, 

As well as my own eventual, yet inevitable death, terrifies me.

it's 11:20 on a cloudy october night 

and the world is falling to my feet. 

the world is falling to my feet 

as autumn leaves perform their death march to the ground 

Opinion written by Whitney Curtis, Williston Central School