How Things Are GoingA Poem by A. V. MadisonPeople always ask me how I am. Well, here's how I am.
I've got another year
until high school, so I guess that makes me a big kid now but when I was younger I thought it'd be fun and games laughing and dreaming but that's not how it goes My great grandmother's her deathbed. She's got about a year. My sister's growing up too fast, I remember when she was a baby. My best friend has sliced up wrists. I remember when they were smooth, But I don't love her any less. I've been in love with a boy for a year, and it still hasn't gone anywhere. This isn't how things are supposed to go. Where is the fairytale I was promised? I'm lying to my parents, lying to myself. This is what being a big kid entails? This is the way things are going. I've written and rewritten plenty of suicide letters. I've got them stuffed up in my desk. It hurts the most that they're finished now. This is how things are going to go? I'm a twelve year old girl with cut up arms and ankles, who matured far too quickly. Who hardly eats, because even a sandwich makes her feel fat. Ridicules herself in the mirror each day. Has to deal with feeling unwanted, because the boy doesn't notice how she loves him. This is how it's going. I have to rely on the fact that tomorrow is a new day, but who says it won't be as bad as this one? Because this is how things are going.
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Added on June 23, 2013Last Updated on June 23, 2013 AuthorA. V. MadisonOnly a Kid, But Hard To Scare, CAAboutI'm Maddie. Clumsy. Short-tempered. Quite an oddball. Sort of silly. I make big plans then never do them. I have a fascination with tiny lights. I have atelophobia and OCD. I am the definition.. more..Writing
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