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I’m scared of losing my ability to write
Like the way essays seem to escape me right before i have an idea
Charred among the ashes stirredA people left here uninterred.No beds of peace or roses here;A feast alight for blackened bird.
First Sight
Boundaries between,
Walls knocked down
Skies are cleared,
King finds his crown.
Smiles all the same
But one in particular;
Remains.
Butterflies in the brain
New year, new me,
who would've thought you'd rescue me.
We learnt from the past,
And had a blast.
New year at last,
Well, that was fast.
Today.
Today is my last first day of high school.
Some may think it's a blessing in disguise,
but I see it as a day of mourning.
It's that last time your mom will be taking pictures with the sign that says
I looked in vessels of green light one day, and I saw my life..
Who would have know that such a wonderful vision could have been so,
misleading
So out of character
So wrong,
for me.
I saw my future
He on the seventeenth
Of the fifth month
Heard a noise
He sneaked
He saw.
An illusion it would
Have been thought she
He hid as if he ignored
She walked passing through
Highschool.
New dudes, new chicks.
New classes, new cliques.
New teacher, new book.
thats freshman year, now lets tke another look.
Highschool.
Another teacher, algebra 2.
The clouds are crumbling,
dissolving,
fallin' apart.
Fallin' down,
down. Bounce
off the birds, the planes,
it's super
hard to see where they trace,
I ask for a whisper
an anticdote to cure-
I'm feeble and crushed,
hidden and lost-
what I cannot-
I try not,
The last leaf, right there in front of me having lasted through the first snow of winter.
It stayed long after the bitter winds first arrived, long after the temperatures dropped.
Remember December in all it's splendor
The way you held me
My body surrendered
A love so gentle
My body so tender
Yearning for you
Our last December
