I'm walking slowly down the path that I've known for many years.
This route to the dock is very much like an old friend to me.
It's heard my laughter during the best of times and has felt the wetness of my tears during my worst heart aches.
The sun is going down and remains just below the tree tops now.
The glowing in the sky fills me with joy as I remember that wonderful beacon of light from earlier days.
The ground is cool.
The night is slowly coming to life.
I look toward the sky and see the orange embers and violet lilies consuming the heavens.
As I make my way to the dock the breeze slowly caresses my skin.
It's almos
The door slammed shut. It shook the whole house. He walked into the room shortly after. Matthew was tweaking off of his ass again. I had seen him angry before but for some reason he looked different. He walked with an aggression that scared me. He reminded me of my dad.
I remembered one day when my dad was stumbling over his own two feet just going to the bathroom. I just sat there and tried not to stare and make it seem completely obvious that I was witnessing my dad slip further and further into a bottle. My dad came back and simply stared at me. I spoke not two words and my dad charged toward me. I tried to cover myself but it d