Stepping Stones

I take steps.

Tiny steps.

One

Step

At

A

Time.

I don't want to break you

Or this.

I take baby steps

One

By

One.

I'm scared

But that's not going to get us anywhere.

Actually

I'm terrified.

But I keep taking

s

t

e

p

s

Like stepping stones

To us.

QueenBee

VT

13 years old

Poetry

By QueenBee

I don't

I don't
Open at your words
Your touch
I don't
Listen to
Anyone anymore.
I am completely in my head.
I know we don't have time for this mess.
I do it anyway.
I don't
Pay attention.

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Poetry

By QueenBee

"I don't care"

"I don't care," I say.
Don't care.
Don't.
Do not.
Don't want to.
Can't.
Scared to.
You look at me.
Ask, "What about your friends?"
Yes, what about them, self?

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Poetry

By QueenBee

I was

I was...what was I?
I was happy.
I was free.
I had such a rush of a year
That I forgot...everything else.
Full steam ahead
Days blurring
Like a train.
Plowing through.
I warned myself.

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