A Bright light seemed to swallow me,
Into a world unknown.
A world full of mystery,
Where I was not alone.

My body drifted high above,
The place that I once knew.
Where my dreams became reality,
And the friends I had were true.

At first I was scared,
Of what I may encounter.
The voice inside my head blared,
“Don’t be such a doubter”.

I was lifted high above,
By an angel on each arm.
My body drifted peacefully,
They didn’t cause me any harm.

That was when I knew,
That the place that I was in,
Was a place that I had heard about,
A place called Heaven.

My life I knew was over,
And a new start I must make.
For I had found a world,
Where happiness was not fake.

For months we had waited,
Until the first sign of snow.
The excitement it was high,
While the temperature was low.

It came the day to leave,
And we piled on the bus.
After only a few hours,
There was the first sign of fuss.

For although the seats were comfy,
They were only made for two.
Too sit upright and talk,
Which meant no sleep for me and you.

It took over forty hours,
To finally reach the peak.
But boy when we got there,
Our skiing it was sleek.

We flew through the air,
And glided along the sleet.
The snow it was soft,
And sunk under our feet.

The best day of all,
Was when we walked out of the door.
And there right in front of us,
Was a glistening snowfall.

Frosty came to life,
And the snowballs they were hard.
But it was flying over jumps,
When the real show-offs stared.

Although the highlight of the trip,
Were the friendships that were made.
We had a lot of fun,
Whilst in the snow we played.

It will always be remembered,
By those who came along.
As an everlasting memory,
Of friendships, thrills, spills and song.

N.B – Written after my high school ski trip.

When I see a plane above so high,
I wonder why god didn’t give us wings to fly.
When I see a star twinkle in the sky,
I think of things I can’t deny.
The answer to prayers lay above.
Just as freedom begins with the release of a dove.
The mysteries of life, can be seen in a light,
In the moon and the stars during the night.
As a spec of moon dust glides through the air,
I find myself free and without a care.
As a plane takes off, leaving troubles behind,
I begin to ponder the mysteries of mankind.
When I see the world from a different view,
It makes me think life’s journey through.
When I view the city from above,
I think of my friends, my family and love.

When I am down
And need to cry
I wish you’d hold me close by
And whisper in my ear
To tell me you are near.
I need to know that you love me
I need to know that you care
And that no matter what
You will always be there.
I can’t go through life alone,
And with my father never around
You are my stable ground.
The time we share is never enough
And sometimes I think
You couldn’t give a stuff.
I love you more than words can say
Please never, ever go away.
Tell me you are here to stay
And that you’ll take more time
To listen, to love and to learn
About what goes on in my world each day.
For I don’t think it’s fair
That we should have to pay
For the time you spend away.

Life is a play,
The play of life.
A world of actors,
Trying to impress.
We struggle,
We fight!
To reach the top.
But we don’t all get there.
What do we do?
Do we give up?
Nothing’s fair.
Life is a sacrifice.
We give,
But we don’t receive.

From one day to another,
We live in others eyes.
Always trying to impress,
Not being ourselves.
We are individuals,
Trapped in a world of conformity.
PRESSURE
We must succeed at all cost.
Life is study!
Study is life!
Start now,
Don’t look back.
CONFUSION
Don’t hassle me
I can’t take it anymore.
Get off my back.
It’s just too much.
I need to live to….
SURVIVE
Break down the barrier,
Don’t
STRESS
It’s still too much.
The burden of living.
Give me
STRENGTH!!!

N.B – I wrote this during my year 12 exams……arghhhhhh

People talk about growing pains,
But do we really know what this means.
Is it the aching in one’s joints,
Or the squeaking of one’s voice.
I believe that growing pains,
Is the hurt we feel inside.
The fear of getting older,
Stepping into the great unknown.
It is a fear of getting dumped,
Of getting hurt by your first true love.
Growing pains is about fighting with one’s parents,
About what WE think is right.
They are the massive headaches we experience,
After our first big party.
The words growing pains describes the stress
We experience from school.
All the exams, homework and projects.
But most of all I believe growing pains,
Are the fears that the child within us all is no longer there.
Being replaced.
In its place a young adult is born.
This young adult is scared;
Scared of doing something wrong,
Of getting the right marks,
Of finding the right job.
Yes it is true, this is a different type of growing pain.
As one gets older, the degree and type of growing pain changes.
However no matter what, it always remains.
They come in this order:

1-5 Learning to walk and talk, become a person.

5-10 Going to school and developing an identity.

10-15 The discovery of the social life and high school. Oh not too mention relationships.

15-20 These are the years of overload. WE have high school, which means exams, projects and HEAPS of homework. Not forgetting the endless amount of relationships that are thought to last forever. These are the years that our hormones are in turmoil and towards the end we start to think about the dreaded W word Work.

20-25 Some choose to study, others get married and start a family and develop a career. The years between 25-40 are mainly focused on marriage, families, work , money and for some divorce. We begin to accept life as it is.

40-50 Are the years of the dreaded MID LIFE CRISIS!

50-? Spent worrying about retirement and unfortunately death.

So as you can see no matter what anyone says growing pains don’t go away. Life is just one continuous circle of experience……