sitting on monkey bars gazing at my high school
Thoughts crash against my skull like a violent whirlpool
Staring blankly at the cloudy blue sky
breathing shallow breaths and sand blows in my eye
This year really passed quickly,
ten minutes and my hands are stung and blistery
So much pain and happiness released from my chest
and the work is over, a break from the stress
But there is a pressure still over my heart
so many i will miss, i couldn't stand to be apart
And it went by so fast,
Some things could never last
I'm not the same
We've all grown up and innocence was to blame
Yet we grasp onto people we hold so dear
When they've forgotten us, we gain another peer
Wind scrapes at my face and the sun kisses my hair
I laugh at the styles and what did he wear?
Such a sweet smile forced me to love
and we snuck out to looked at the stars above
In the arms of an angel so many things were learned
With the angel lost,the painful memories returned
I kick my feet and look down at the sand
I remember what used to look like such a strange land
Now so familiar, like a second home
Like an unknown family, better than being alone
Blood and tears for all we've worked for
Friends you gained friends that went out the door
You found out who was true
Realization of who actually loved you
All that the lessons gained
Every soul was touched and stained
Moments without a reason
People change like the seasons
But you remain yourself
a box of thoughts and memories for your shelf
So I'll step back into the present where i belong
climbing off the monkey bars, i will walk away strong
I'll go where life takes me
I'll find what i didn't get to see
And we can look forward to a new school year
imagine what will await here...
Freshman thoughtsA Poem by Ingie the BlueFreshman year went...© 2008 Ingie the BlueAuthor's Note
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Added on November 21, 2008 Last Updated on November 26, 2008 AuthorIngie the BlueKonahogwarts, CAAboutIngie the blue, never red always true. The tears frozen, never cried, lets the imagination breathe and thrive..Never green, or so it seems. Yellow never was my fellow. Purple was too hurtful. I'm .. more..Writing
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