Aiden

Aiden

VT

16 years old

Posts

  • Nature's Song

    I hear the river running, 

    flowing with not a care in the world.

     

    I see the leaves falling to the ground,

    a thick carpet on the forest floor.

     

    I feel a light breeze on my skin,

  • Metamorphosis

    What is Change?

    Well, what type of change?

    Physically?

    Mentally?

    Spiritually?

    Idealistically?

    People might say it's all the same,

    but is it really?

  • Who's To Blame?

          Family is always most important to people. You're raised by them, with them, and for them. They love each other, care for one another, suck up to them when they want something.

  • All It Takes

    All it takes is one to scream and shout.

    All it takes is one to chase the fame and clout.

    All it takes is one to carry it all.

    All it takes is one domino to fall. 

  • My Hero, Cheerio

    *SPONSORED BY Cheerios® (Not really though, sadly. Please don't sue me)*

    Just say the word

    And I'll flock to you, like a bird.

     

    Whenever you are near

    I cannot help myself, I fear.

     

Loves

  • bulletin board

    when you first buy a bulletin board,

    it is blank.

    just a plane of cork

    bordered by a wooden frame.

    bland, boring, and wholly pure,

    it is shaped into art.

    it is molded and carved

  • curfew

    Listen to your mom.
    Be a good kid.

    Tell your friends you love them.
    I wish I had.

    Don't be stupid, please.
    Moving feels like a lot,
    But don't take it out on your dad.
    He's going through it, too.

  • are you free?

    Five-foot-four and
    Crashed a soccer career
    Too ambitious for her own good.

    Lost touch with her friends from school
    Didn't make friends after that.

    Remembers when she was something
    But doesn't have time to reminisce.

  • Spring's Post-Script

    I love post-script, thought Benvolio as he sat curled in his favorite armchair.  His favorite music was humming through his airpods into his ears, and as he watched raindrops gather and drip down the windowpane, he fel

  • Threshold Weather

    the window doesn't open cleanly.
    it drags and resists against the frame,
    like it remembers being shut for a reason,
    like it knows what happens when things are left open too long.

    when it finally gives,