Poetry

The golden, bright, vibrant sun,

shines throughout the day. 

It shines brightly on the first day of school.

HEADLINES

Big words jumping out at you from creased paper, casually thrown on the counter, demanding attention 

Meaningless opinions coated in fallacies

A repost: For all the years we've missed.

every day my friend asks me

how many days.

every day my answer shrinks

and we shudder

willing ourselves to believe in light and truth and good

but can't help whispering

oh, how hard it is to watch them

I grew up hating school

Feeling self-conscious because I was "un-cool"

Just because I got pulled out of the room

This feeling, however, never went away

Through school and friends, it has always been that way

Might I seethe this lonely perch 

An ends to meet with scruffy birch, 

It’s colder here than was before, 

Yet many woes’ that come no more. 

Thunk

Thunk

Thunk

They march like ants

Boots pounding on the mortar

They march

Right

Left

Right

I miss Halloween

Not because it changed

But I did

I miss going with my parents and my brother

And stuffing my face with candy

I miss meticulously planning out a costume

Smoke curls into the air,

Twirling,

One thread dipping another,

A slow waltz

With some quick steps to spark

The band,

A careful orchestra

Any joke can go

tell them I told you so

Laughing is pretty fun

now this poem is done

I am nauseous, constantly.

There is a Fear deep rooted in me.

My hands no longer shake in tests

the Fear is bigger than tests now

I want to go to college, let me go