Daydreaming

Panic

My head is pounding,

My body is shaking.

No, this is not astounding,

So much aching.

I can not help my panicking,

So many thoughts,

This can not be happening.

I am seeing spots.

Barely standing,

So much is unknown,

Everything is so demanding.

This is not my zone.

I can not hold on much longer.

No, it is not starting to fade.

I am not getting any stronger,

I am so afraid.

There is nothing else to do.

Tired of crying,

This needs to pass through.

It feels as if I am dying.

I will not let this be my downfall.

Starting to feel alright,

This was a close fall.

There is no more fright.

I know this is not the last,

But it will not be my downcast.

-K.B.

Better End

All my life, I've been broken,

Making my thoughts destroy my heart.

So many words go unspoken,

I'm falling apart.

Here I am apologizing

For the mess in my mind.

Someday, I will be rising.

No, I won't resign.

I'll be happier than before,

It's time to be strong.

Hear me uproar,

For I belong.

No more needing to pretend,

There is a better end

-K.B.

Starfish

"Once upon a time, there was an old man who used to go to the ocean for peace and quiet, and for inspiration to do his writing. In the morning, he usually walked on the beach before he began his work. One day as he was walking along the shore, he saw a human figure moving like a dancer, bending, then wading into the waves, arms extended.

It pleased him that someone would dance to the beauty of the day and the rhythm of the waves. As he got closer, he saw that it was a young girl. The girl wasn't dancing, but instead she was reaching down to the sand, picking up something, and throwing it gently into the ocean.

He called out, "Good morning! What are you doing?"

The girl paused and replied, "Throwing starfish in the ocean."

"I guess I should have asked, why are you throwing starfish in the ocean?"

"The sun is up and the tide is going out. If I don't throw them in, they'll be stranded on the beach and die."

"But don't you realize that there are thousands of miles of beach and starfish all along the way. You can't possibly make a difference!" 

The girl listened and considered. Then she bent down, picked up another starfish and threw it into the sea. She watched a wave life it high, and then it sank into the life-giving water. 

"It made a difference for that one," she said."

Now, I don't know about you but I believe that this is an amazing short story. One of my lifelong goals is to save and help others. I know that I won't be able to fix everyone but just being able to save one life is better than none and it is a difference.

You can't do everything that you want even if you try your hardest. However, you can do something that you want and that can make a difference. If you are having trouble making a difference, make one. Be that change that you wish to see in the world and make a difference.