I lay my head down
Melt into the walls
And with immunity granted
Listen to my heart
Beating ever so softly
The lyrics I never speak
And the song no one can hear
With closed eyes I see only myself
And sleep forever


Searching for Savior Engulfed in the silenceSearching for Savior by ~CoffeeAddict
Of shadows emitting from disgust.
See no fallacy in the symbolic cries
Of men and children alike
Screaming for redemption and
Praying to their invisible watcher
That one day they will be free.


The Art of Teaching I want to inspire. I want to stand in front of a class of students and make them want to learn.The Art of Teaching by ~CoffeeAddict
I have been through nearly fifty teachers in my lifelong career of learning and have observed and acquired various skills from my experiences with them. From these teachers I have learned so much more than just subject knowledge. From these teachers I have learned the essence of a great teacher.
There are two types of teachers in schools. There are those that tell students what to do, and those that teach students what to know. Far too often I have seen teachers slacking off in class, instructing their students to commit to a method of 'self-


A Guilty Conscience "It just happened so fast," Peter explained. "I mean, one minute I was standing there, my feet glued to the floor beneath me, the next... the next minute I don't know." He dropped down onto the hardwood floors and rested against the wall. Beads of sweat came dripping down his forehead.A Guilty Conscience by ~CoffeeAddict
"We know how it happened," One of them said, "we were there."
"Why Peter? Why did it have to come to this?" The other intervened.
"I-I don't know." Peter took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. "It wasn't supposed to be like this." The house had an eerie stillness to it.
"We know. It was an accident, but you need to tell us why it happened."
Pet


Solitaire Accompaniment Solitaire accompanimentSolitaire Accompaniment by ~CoffeeAddict
Surrounded with guilt and fear
Wishfully awaiting the day
When all becomes clear
She sees myself but I do not dare
To look upon her eyes
And see what I cannot bare
Eight months committed
And I look blindly to her image
Ignorantly seeing a seed
When a flower has blossomed long ago
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