moonriseee

moonriseee

PA

14 years old

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  • Turning A Page

    Verse 1
    The sun sets slow on this fading day,
    I see your faces, but they feel far away.
    Laughter lingers in the hollow air,
    But something’s shifting like you’re not really there.

  • the hand

    there is a hand squeezing my heart

    tight slow like it knows every part of me

    holding on to the pieces i’m leaving behind

    the empty rooms the silent voices the half spoken goodbyes

    it does not let go

  • Dress

    sometimes the dress feels like a soft breath

    a quiet hope wrapped in fabric

    that touches my skin like a secret i’m afraid to speak aloud

    it’s the way light moves when i twirl

    the way i feel seen without saying a word

  • summer

    the air tastes like honey and promise

    sticky with the scent of blooming jasmine

    and freshly cut grass that crunches beneath bare feet

    the sky drips blue

    stretching wider every afternoon

  • what’s next

    she walks into the room like a sentence that forgot to whisper

    light brown hair pulled back in a way that says she didn’t try

    but still somehow gets it right

    clear glasses catching the light

  • the stage

    the lights hit first

    hot and white and blinding

    a wall of brightness straight into my eyes

    so strong i can’t see their faces

    just outlines

    shadows beyond the edge of the stage

    and somehow

Loves

  • I don't

    I don't

    Open at your words

    Your touch

    I don't

    Listen to

    Anyone anymore.

    I am completely in my head.

    I know we don't have time for this mess.

    I do it anyway.

    I don't

    Pay attention.

  • I want to cry

    I want to cry.

    I want to cry

    But I cannot.

    Graduation

    Graduation

    They're leaving

    It's finally happening and how will I survive

    What if this what if that

    Stress

    Schoolwork

  • Expectations

    There are

    So many things.

    So many things

    So many people

    Want from me.

    Is it too much to ask for a break?

    Am I allowed to

    Have a few seconds to myself or

    Am I just a machine?

  • Is it weird?

    Is it weird if

    I want to tell you I love you?

    Is it weird that

    I want to hold you

    While I still can?

    Is that weird?

    Maybe it's

    Just me being

    Emotional

    Or something.

    Is it weird that

  • I might

    I think

    I might miss this.

    I might miss your smile

    And the way it feels when you laugh

    And

    How we could talk about anything.

    I might miss

    Those precious few minutes spent together

    Every morning

  • Texts

    The paragraphs you send me are long, 

    certain, 

    and completely free; 

    they take flight around my mind like gentle songbirds,