Think of Six impossible things, then make them possible. My eyes sting with the bittersweet memories. Of my best friend,. Whose crumpled carcass was lowered into the ground before me. My mind refuses to function,. Refusing to accept the loss of her. The haunting memory of her soft fur running between my fingers,. Her sweet nuzzles against my face when I cried. Days, weeks, and eventually months passed. Before I could bring myself to the knowledge.

The little man in green,. Who is only known to come out,. When a rainbow streaks the sky,. Or the day of their leader, Saint Patrick comes about. Whilst living peacefully in the shadows. All these leprechauns want to know, before they grow old,. It was my weekly p.

It kisses the ground lightly. The sun soaks into my skin. And fills me with joy. Straight to the cold ground. I seem to be quiet. I seem to be shy. I seem to be uncaring. I seem to be dim-witted. I want to be confident. I want to be spontaneous. I want to be heard. I want to be unstoppable. I am abnormal and proud. If I had iTunes .

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A fresh start is like an untouched piece of bubble wrap. Like a spoiled person going into the real world. Or a work out routine that makes you look like an Victoria Secret model. Insecurities will creep up your arms and you are just left with goosebumps and a drop of bittersweet tear. Until the protection wall shatters into broken pieces.