The Falling

I stepped off the edge of the world.
Now falling, Just falling without the bottom in sight.
As I fell I saw me now and then.
The me "then" said keep your eyes.
The me "now" did not agree.
But now I want to fall no more.
No more No more No more.
Please GOD stop me.
I stepped off the edge without looking.
I stepped off the edge without the bottom in mind.
I stepped off the edge because of my ignorance and foolishness.

Stuck in the Past

Walking out the door of my dorm, into the indecisive Georgia weather. My days in the boarding house came flooding back. Oh the times. The dry clay dust, the unpaved roads, the overgrown forest that surrounded the school, i remembered everything. In too many ways boarding house had shaped me. The school was located on the side of a hill,and everyday i would see the sun set. Leaning on the window sill, i remember watching the sunset through the shutters of a random classroom. The softness of its yellow rays seemed to melt every worry away and my mind would go .......Blank.
Ahh, what the brief moment of serenity could do to the soul. Then reality comes right back with the bell boy jingled the bell for prep time. Prep time occupied about 60% of our time per week in my boarding house and sometimes even more if the headmaster was in a bad mood. If you ever came to the school you would think our motto was "study till you drop dead". Although it may seem that all we did was study,prep time if our housemistress was suspiciously absent, was how we boarding house students grew very close to each other. Wait, the headmaster just stepped in with a whip....................silence.