moonriseee

moonriseee

PA

15 years old

Posts

  • graduation

    the halls grow quieter each day
    pages of notebooks thin with time
    final bells echo softer than the first
    the clock moves forward
    but i feel still for a moment
    caught between what was
    and what waits

  • Unfinished

    They gather in shadow beyond the monuments, 
    no longer chiseled names, but men again, 
    haunted by what they see, 
    each bearing the weight of his vision now worn. 

     

  • I’m not his girl

    Inspired by “I’m Not That Girl” from Wicked

    i thought his glance would mean a bit
    that maybe fate had plans unlit
    but dreams like that just slip away
    he looked at her, not me that day

  • The mirror

    i look in the mirror
    and flinch like it’s a stranger
    like the face staring back
    should apologize for existing
    there’s a weight in my chest
    that has nothing to do with flesh
    and everything to do

  • What if

    everyone loves her
    like it’s the easiest thing in the world
    like breathing
    like light finding the ocean
    she walks into a room
    and it rearranges itself around her
    but she never sees it
    never sees the way they watch her

Loves

  • Poetry

    By QueenBee

    Together

    You’re different

    With all of us

    Versus just me.

    You’re different

    With a whole crazy friend group

    Than you are when it’s us chilling in your basement watching Stranger Things 

  • Poetry

    By QueenBee

    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.

  • Poetry

    By QueenBee

    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

  • Poetry

    By QueenBee

    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?

  • Poetry

    By QueenBee

    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

  • Poetry

    By QueenBee

    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