Writing

love cannot be created or destroyed.

like energy 

it shape shifts

following those filled with passion

and hope

but appearing to leave 

at the slightest touch of pain

Note:

All the italicized words are lyrics from the song You Will Be Found from the original Broadway musical Dear Evan Hansen. All of the non-italicized stuff is my thoughts, don't judge please...

i have a couple of pieces of lined paper in my school binders that i use to write daily short poems. i hope you enjoy reading some of them!!

child of vermont,

the snow thickens the sky

In my head their voices all get mushed together

I feel like they're going to keep on asking me questions forever

My breathing gets faster and my eyes dart around the room

I just want to leave but I know it’s too soon

Get angry at me not at them  

They can't handle it- I know I can 

I face vicious words every day 

I just don’t want anyone else to feel my pain 

I think I’m ok, for now anyway 

Every snowflake falls from the sky,

They dance merrily in the wind, as they fly,

And I see each snowflake, and I wonder why?

Why are they so different? As they come down from sky high.