13 doesn't last forever

13 doesn't last forever

A Chapter by Lyn Anderson
"

The Poetry Challenge writing to my 13 year old self.

"
thirteen doesn't last
forever,

you have so much
more ...

i know they
tease you,
tell you
you're not worth
the skin you're in

i know you feel
empty,
friendless,
abandoned and
alone,

but things will
get better,

and there is a lot
you've left to do

not gonna lie,
it isn't easy,
and there's lots
of bumps
along the way.

but you will have
love and joy,
and family --
two little ones
to share your light,

so put the razor
down,

it is not a good
day to die.



© 2018 Lyn Anderson


Author's Note

Lyn Anderson
captcha hemostat -- now that is just creepy.

My Review

Would you like to review this Chapter?
Login | Register




Reviews

Powerful words and thoughts. !3 years old. I believe woman are thinking more than the boys. I like the tone to the words. A realistic feel.
"so put the razor
down, "
Good advice in the above lines. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote


Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

I know you understand. Thank you.
Coyote Poetry

9 Years Ago

You are welcome dear friend.
Oh brother, what a reminder this and I can't remember if it was thirteen I was to busy looking for drugs to remember other people but I think I must have met someone with this kind of dynamic presented here. Is that moment of adolescent dissociation and it isso tough as if your self leaves God only knows where and you feel truly alone. With no other choice but to exert some kind of control you open wounds to see what's inside.

Adolescence is a whirlwind

Thankyou

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

I take a philosophy I once read in a Stephen King book -- to paraphrase "anyone who likes their teen.. read more
It is really repulsive how some kids act towards each other--and for what reason? There's such a fine line between young & innocent and young & cruel...

You wrote a very heartfelt piece and I thank you for taking up the challenge! It makes me so happy to read these poems and know that others are in a much better place than they used to be and I hope that it gives other people hope as well.

On a side note, the seventh stanza reminds me a bit of Langston Hughes' poem "Mother to Son" in your choice of diction, but actually, your whole poem has that same feeling of--for lack of a better word--perseverance!

Thank you for sharing this piece--it was wonderfully written!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Thank you. As soon as I saw it I had to write thank you.
MusicManiac

10 Years Ago

You're very welcome :)
my school teacher friend tells me that her hardest task is convincing Black boys to return to school
for the 9th grade. That it takes a serious sell job to tell a person with such a tiny past, that there
will be a future worth noting. A wonderful, and yet reflective write KL...dana

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Yes, it is hard to imagine things will ever be different. And truthfully, there will be many more da.. read more
Oi! Really? You're captcha was "hemostat" for this one? Yes, that IS creepy.

This is very powerful. But, isn't it great to see how far you've come and how much you've overcome. Isn't it a blessing to see how much you've gained? I found, looking back for my own answer to this challenge, that to recognize how close I came, so many times… well, it's just filled me with so much gratitude for what I have now.

Posted 10 Years Ago


MomzillaNC

10 Years Ago

IDK. Given my Gran's example of pioneers (she wasn't a pioneer), and the personal model she knew gro.. read more
Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

I definitely think that is a huge thing. I know myself when I am physically working thoughts of self.. read more
MomzillaNC

10 Years Ago

Maybe we need to keep the teens so busy they have no time for suicidal reflection.
Yeah, I suppose if there's something to be bad at, suicide would be a good thing to pick.
It's hard, it was hard then, it's hard now. But we cope better. Now our job is take make sure our kids make it through. Good one, really felt this one.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Thank you. It was a rough time. My bullies thought it would be fun to circulate a petition. "If you .. read more
Matching Socks

10 Years Ago

It's hard... heartbreaking.
hugs xo
KL, your poem is, for too many of us, our past, we grew up with. Myself, I was running away from home, besides, the suicide attempts, being bullied and Death Valley level of self-esteem. Sadly, my fifthteenth year, was even worse, for me, my summer from Hell. Thank you, for sharing part of your past, with us.

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much. Bullies can kill. I am glad I wasn't good at one thing anyway.:)
therisa

10 Years Ago

Your welcome, KL. You're good, at surviving, which many didn't do.
A very poignant piece of reminiscance that has an honest breath to it. One small issue, I would not have used ain't as it changes the feel of the piece.

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

I think you are right, my friend.
I don't think tomorrow would be a good day to die either. And yes, that captcha is really creepy, as is this piece. I don't know the pain this speaks to because I've never quite been there. But I do know that whatever the pain, it can heel and it will eventually get softer and softer until it's gone. Wonderful piece KL.

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Thank you, I appreciate it.
realmwriter

10 Years Ago

You are very welcome.

Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

345 Views
9 Reviews
Rating
Added on November 19, 2014
Last Updated on May 5, 2018
Tags: pain, depression, bullied, anger, suicide, hope


Author

Lyn Anderson
Lyn Anderson

Toronto, Ontario, Canada



About
I write under a pseudonym. I don't do Read Requests, but you can PM me if you want me to read something specific. I make friends with people who I read and interact with. I won't accept random reque.. more..

Writing

Related Writing

People who liked this story also liked..


Cool Sand Cool Sand

A Poem by MsJewel


As I Sit As I Sit

A Poem by Robert