Poetry

It was funny once

near the beginning

but I asked you guys to stop

and did you?

Heck, no

you didn't

not at all

I told you and all of your stupid friends to stop

over

and over

and over

We stand on the dock,

The sun has set,

But I can see your happiness 

Even in the dead of night.

The streetlight's on,

The metal is all rusted

And covered in salt,

I think I have forgotten

What it means to be human

I failed to swim in this air,

Drowning in oxygen that slowly rusts my lungs

If I continue to take my medicine

Will I lose the scars?

Have you ever felt the weight of an unspoken word?

Because I sure have.

The word “Why” can mean a lot of things…

But for me, it means Why do I feel this way?

The stack is too tall

But the mound

Of boards

Of plush

Of change

Can’t touch

The ground 

Without withering

I say I hate her

That I would do anything to get rid of her.

But she is one of my oldest friends

She has always been there me

Never once leaving me alone

She hates herself

She knows she needs to open up

But her mind won’t let her 

Her heart begs to talk to someone  

I.

A small brush of fingers,

Biting your lips to stop a smile,

Choking on the words,

Dancing late under streetlights,

Everything could change with one slip,

Find my waist, feel my heartbeat,

Watch the fire through wavy glass 

See the shadows 

Bury the past 

Gaze upon distorted flames 

Glowing embers 

Burning names  

I am the forgotten dead.

I have no friends and no roof over my head.

I am the forgotten girl that you only hear about in stories and books.

My salvation

The song.

Not supposed to at school

I do it anyway

How else can I think?

Not straight.

Walking on board

Dreading the chatter

Nonstop noise

Chaos

Hate it hate it hate it.

I’m not really sure 

What being in college even means.

Because every morning I wake up and brush my teeth,

Head to the dining hall,

My roomate and friends by my side.