Those shakes, that uncertainty
No day is worse than the first
What will happen, what can’t be reversed
The fear tears at you, drives itself into a wavering spine and goes further
Do you know anyone, are you walking through a blind maze
What happens when feet meets threshold, what can I hope to change
Vanishing is a hope, transparency a fear, it’s friendship I need to survive
I'm a high school English teacher in Texas. I also hold degrees in radiography and radio and television broadcasting. Though I obtained certain knowledge and skills from my prior degrees, I do not currently use them.