Forgetting
Brandon J., 12th Grade She thinks of me no more, But I have no such luck. Remembering her beauty is where I am stuck. Our game of love is left with an uneven score, Leaving me with an emptiness never felt before. A victim of circumstance, I am struck. Hit me with thine arrow cupid, but I duck. Please Lord, my heart is left aching and sore, And I ask you to soothe it and lay it to rest. But I ask you, why leave me with such a fate? For I can no longer give better than my best, And I fear my hope will deteriorate. But things, in time, will improve, I’m betting. But for now, the hardest task is forgetting. |
Where Will You Go?
Chase G., 12th Grade Where will you go? The wait is over, You made your way to the top. And from here you have to fall, All the way back to the bottom. The bottom of the next stage of your life. You’re ready for the real world. This place is new to you, And you haven’t a map to guide you. You’re so very full of potential Tired, but cannot sleep. So, where will you go? |