Everything’s blurry
But I can’t stop writing
If I take my pen off the paper I’ll break,
I’ll shatter
I stop writing my heart will bleed rivers of words,
Words I can never say aloud
And the tears fall but I must pretend
Or else I’ll be the same broken girl I was
On March 16th 2020
Nothing gets better
Nothing gets better
It won’t ever get better
Will it ever get better
Will I ever be okay again
- Lucy
My name is Lucy Danto. I am in the eighth grade at the McCullough Junior High School in Texas. Please, if even for a brief moment, let my voice be heard.
Her blood is engraved into these pages
Slowly unraveling the truth
Exposing every flaw in perfection
Every short-lived high
Every precocious low
Has driven the knife deeper into her lingering past
They told me that time would heal the wounds,
But they couldn’t have been more wrong.
No matter how many years pass,
Time does not heal.
Time buries baggage until you forget,
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