Daily chaos

Every day at school is chaos.

The noise

The people

All the people

Sometimes I want to hide in a corner

To get away.

To recenter myself.

So that I don’t break down.

So that I seem to be fine even though I am hiding a part of myself that I can never escape.

Something that I have had my whole life.

Something I can’t do a damn thing to change.

So I just want people to get off my back.

To just leave me alone so that I can get through the day.

But they don’t because they don’t give a damn.

Because why would they?

GhostSlayer

VT

15 years old

Poetry

By GhostSlayer

The hidden fight

Everyday I fight a hidden fight.
you wouldn't know it.
I hide it,
At school,
In class
at any moment I could breakdown in a fit of tears
of pain
anger
because I have hearing loss.

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Poetry

By GhostSlayer

Moonrise

The sun sets.
A stunning watercolor effect paints the sky beautiful warm colors.
A last hurrah before disappearing over the horizon.
Then,
there is moonrise.

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Poetry

By GhostSlayer

Speechless

I am speechless.
All the bullshitting and lies
from our government.
OUR government.
They say that they are protecting us.
That's not what I see,
"Don't believe your eyes."

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