Peace Of Mind

Here I can hear my own thoughts, not the voice of a single person, but that of a lone toad echoing across the sound of raindrops hitting leaves and thunder rolling across the open sky.  Lighting temporarily sheds light unto a scene of lush green forest in the dark night and water trickling into a pond.  The smell of fire and rain brings me home.  I am me, I am alive.  Here I can remember myself.  There are more important things than test grades, pointless drama and stupid boys.  The Earth shakes beneath me.
toragirl toragirl
18-21, F
May 4, 2012