My Poetry

Walking in that morning
Scared of something new
We are now freshmen...
So small in this high school
Too much homework!
Too many people!
All the days of acting like dorks
And the time of the flying forks
It all went by so fast!
The year is done and we had a blast

Sophomore year is kinda boring
We're used to everything and start snoring
But classes still get us stressed
Did we pass that Algebra test?
Over everything we made such a fuss
But now we don't remember it much
We went to all the games and plays
All the while counting down the days
To what we have in store
To not be underclassmen anymore!

Being a Junior is more fun
More activities to be done
To be involved in chorus, band or yearbook
Mattered more than classes we took
Hanging out with friends was best
Especially the night we wore a prom dress
Then it was time to take the ACT
And figure out what we want to be
But then our older friends left us
To be the head of the bus

Finally we are Seniors and we find
That class is the last thing on our mind
Everything was fun and games
But then it started getting lame
To get involved with boys
Will only make you feel like toys
Graduation is near
And college we fear
Before we start to fly
We must have time to say goodbye

She stands outside washing her car
Dreaming of driving far away
Out of the radio blares the music
We hear her singing and her laugh
The clouds behind warn of an approaching storm
But freedom is the only thing on her mind

She wants the rain to wash everything away
Again she would like to laugh
Her family life is violent like a storm
And thoughts of an ex take up her mind
She would like to jump into her car
And just drive away to the music

She packs her bags with a laugh
And then steps into the car
"They'll not notice I'm away"
A question enters her mind
"Where did I put my music?"
She finds a CD and then heads into the storm

It is dark and windy but she doesn't mind
It drives the traffic away
The empty highway makes her laugh
"Am I the only car?"
Yet she keeps going into the storm
It becomes so loud she can't hear the music

A tornado forms in the storm
She no longer can laugh
The funnel has picked up the car
And begins to carry her away
The radio is broken, there is no music
Thoughts of her family are going through her mind

Feeling tired and very dead
A lack of sleep can do no good
I wish to get these things out of my head
Try to forget is what I should

My mind is slowly leaving me today
All I can do is think about you
So much together we used to say
Now this silence is turning me blue

I need to show you how much I hurt
But you will only turn your back and run
With you many feelings I did learnt
That love at the end is not much fun

A shadow creeps along a lightless street
Some kind of presence is felt and you dart
Eerie sounds, gusts of wind make the heart beat
A spark sparks and the fear begins to start

Your hands start to sweat, you pick up your pace
You want to get out of that place no doubt
Now there is a confused look on your face
The shadows suck you in, you can't get out

All the thoughts in your head begin to stir
You start screaming like you don't even car
The would around you is a great big blur
Then you realize no one was really there

A part of me wants to tear you picture off the wall
But a part of me wants to protect you from a fall

A part of me wants to slap you in the face
A part of me just wants your embrace

A part of me thinks we are no longer friends
Another part says "This can't be the end"

A part of me fears you are already dead
Looking at the life you have led

Please don't leave me broken
But it's already happened, the way you've spoken

Can I please go to sleep?
My eyes are getting tired
In the morning I won't hear the alarm beep

And I don't want to get fired
So let me please turn off the light
Or I will be very wired