Just Another Day

College is not what I expected it to be at all....I never thought I'd be this happy :) High school simply does not compare. Each day I have something to look forward to, classes are for the most part only mildly boring, and I find that most the time I cant stop smiling. <3 LIFE IS GOOD

Insomnia

Shadow puppets glide across my wall.
Its silent, yet noisy as well.
Bright lights shine out my window.
If sleep will have me, only time will tell.
Stars are blacked out on this busy city night.
Not one do I see across the darkened sky.
Thoughts continue to haunt me,
and I know should I sleep I’ll dream of your eyes.
And if I do fall into the world of dreams,
there’s only one thing I wish to take.
If I can have but one last dream of you,
that’s what I want if I should die before I wake.

Moonbeams

All is silent on this moonlit night, eyes are shut as people dream. Yet I lay awake.

I stare out my window, immersing my thoughts and myself into the starry sky.

My eyes wonder across the various constellations and galaxies as I ask myself, why am I here?

My existence compared to this vast arena of stars before me, is nothing more than a dust mote on the sea of life.

I climb from my bedroom window, greeting the night in my pajamas, as the cool air whips through my hair.

My feet drop onto the dew covered grass and I step further into the brilliance of the moonlight.

Where shall I go? What to do as to not waste this radiant evening?......Who is here with me?

A silhouette on the lawn, not a stranger, someone my heart recognizes. My breath catches.

He bows elegantly, dark hair blending in with the shadows. Sapphire eyes that put the stars to shame.

He offers his hand, I stare into those deep pools of blue. How do I trust? Will he let me fall?

My hand meets his and we draw closer. Then, we begin to dance. Across the lawn, across the stars.

He carries me away, from worries and thoughts I can not change. My prince dances with me and our song never ends.

More Poetry, Coming Your Way

Without You
A Poem by: Taylor

Without you, the day goes on. Without you, people continue their day and go on their way. Nothing changes, without you.

Without you, the world turns, yet my heart yearns. Fires glow, winds blow, but you must know, I can't live without you.

Without you, rivers roar and birds soar. But my eyes cry, part of me dies, without you.

Without you, time moves along, listen to my song and know my heart breaks without you.

The world may not give notice, to whether your here or gone. But please remember that so long as my heart beats, your not alone.

Because I don't want to be......without you.

Birkenau: Elie's Prison

http://srebrenica-genocide.blogspot.com/2008/05/holocaust-remembrance-day.html

This is a picture from the death camp Birkenau, the camp that Elie stayed in as a young boy. This picture shows open air burnings of the bodies of countless Jewish prisoners who died in their struggle against Nazi oppression. This picture reminds of when Elie said he first entered the camp and their flames everywhere. He described the sight and smell of burning bodies and the horror that was unfolding around him. He described living in the presence of death himself.

Children Of The Holocaust

http://www.martinfrost.ws/htmlfiles/holocaust.html

This picture is of a large group of children in one of the camps. These kids seem to be in a little bit better condition than other pictures I've seen, but you can definitly see the sadness and loss of inncocence among these children. There is no child like glimmer in there eyes, only thoughts of starvation and death. This picture reminds me of the part in the story where Elie is talking about how he became focused on just one thing and it was surviving from day to day. It would be so hard to be that young and no nothing of life besides how cruel it could be. This picture was actually taken at Auchwitz-Birkenau, the camp that Elie Wiezal stayed in.

Racial Hatred Of Jews

http://santitafarella.wordpress.com/2009/02/12/bearing-witness-to-the-holocaust-jews-in-budapest-lined-up-by-the-ss-october-1944/

The situation in this photograph is of Jews in the town of Budapest being lined up before being counted and then eventually put on the trains that would take them to the concentration camps. They would sometimes stand for hours on end having to go through roll call over and over again. I think it is a memorable photo because you hear about these things through books and news stories but to actually see them lined up being readied for there transport to certain doom is so surreal. It makes it more real.