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The View
Only those looking were stunned silent.
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Summer
The cool air on my face.
The sun blazing overhead.
Running through the neighborhood with friends.
With no fears of school bothering your mind.
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What did I do?
I have been feeling like I am even more different then normal because of my math teacher that I have. When I ask for something that I need to do well in school even though we are done with class and are waiting for the next class to be ready.
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Mountains of Emotion
Being a teenager in today's world is so hard.
You have to deal with: stress of school, social interactions, people telling you what to do and what not to do.
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Anxiety
When I go to school on occasion I worry that I will be treated differently because of my hearing.
something completely out of my control.
I fear that a teacher could pick me out of the class because of my differences.
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Nature's Beauty
Redwoods standing tall and strong.
sycamores with mushroom-like foliage.
Maple with their sap soon to be syrup.
Willows weeping in the new dawn light.
Cardinals singing on the branches of a oak tree
Loves
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Tired.
I’m tired.
Not “need-a-nap” tired.
Not “school-was-long” tired.
I’m tired in a way that reaches all the way down to my ribs.
I don’t sleep much anymore.
I stay up listening.
Not for music.
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Sunset
Walking through the college greens
On a warm night
Some random song stuck in my headPlaying on repeat once again
Smelling the new flowers bloomingIn the garden near my favorite picnic table
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Playlist
A ton of songs -
Over fifty -
I love them all,
But fade so quickly.
My interest dies
By the tenth repetition,
And so I move on
To a cooler mission.
This beat, this soundtrack
On a loop.
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amnesia
wrap your laced-up fingers around my throat like you don’t want to breathe,
hold my pupils in your palms. do you want to smile?
amnesia. the brain doesn’t like the watercolour poem of my skeletal frame,
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An Alarming Argument
"How could you say that?"
"The real question is, how could you disagree?"
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I Am Beautiful
I’ve been told I’m not worth it
Am I really going to listen to the words of
Monsters who can’t see that I’m a human