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

14 years old

Poetry

By QueenBee

Bus Thoughts: Next Stop, Misery

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.

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Poetry

By QueenBee

Failure

Failure.
It's not a familiar word to me
Because I am never failing unless I know
I haven't tried hard enough
Been my best
But that was failure.
Not by me,
By them,

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Poetry

By QueenBee

Broken

I let myself cry
And it felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest
Exploding
Shattering into the sky
I felt like I was dying
Each day it gets easier
But when it catches up to you

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