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sophomore year later
i used to dream
of the day
i started middle school,
thinking the excitement
of getting older
outweighed the pain
of growing up.
my teachers wondered why.
and now that i'm in
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fermata
I sob for
something I think I
hate, but cry "no no no"
when asked if I
want to quit.
Because I just can't.
There is no
possible way
that I could quit.
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insomnia's embrace
Lie awake tired, won’t go to sleep, regret it in the morning,
repeat.
I try to break the cycle,
but then something stops me.
Oh wait, it was just myself, again,
like always,
but I'm stuck and
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permanent
Pages hold the ink
of my pen, tears of my eyes,
power of my words.
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space between two lines
Conflict causes crazy
crisis, confuses me
until I'm numb.
Don't know what
I desire, asking the
question, "who am I, really?"
because I really want to know.
People's perceptions poke
Loves
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Reaching Eternally
There is a boy
And there is a girl.
Their love for each other
Is so vast
They would walk
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Just my thoughts on the world
I am 15, that's young.
I have just started high school and am experiencing a lot of firsts right now.
Yet at the same time some days feel weird.
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Repeating History
We are told this is a free country ...
But that's until someone speaks their mind
That's until someone points out someone's differences
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Rebuild
fallen ashes, soot-covered letters
little bullets fly through
stained missing pieces
slices through
throat tightens
swirling, racing, losing hope
gently, seeds fold into the ground
peace lilies blooming -
mid-afternoon thoughts
periwinkle-blue light through my shuttered windows
my heart is racing but my mind is blank with things I don't know how to express
that k-drama I just watched stirred something in me
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sky hugs
i live for moments
when the sky gathers
my broken body
tenderly within its gentle embrace
when ebony clouds entwine
with shining, radiant stars