Dream On
11th-12th Grade
I walked into the room
And he was there
We caught each other's glances
And it felt right just being there
We walked towards each other, through the crowd
And we never looked away from each other.
The world around me seemed to move in slow motion
Like it was him and I alone in the world together
Pain, Anger, and Hurt
11th Grade
Pain, anger and hurt
How I feel everyday
I've felt it possibly
In every single way
Relationships
And family
Friends and
Others dear to me
From them all
All I want is love
To feel wanted and special
But I only get that from God above
Living My Nightmare
10th Grade
Went to sleep one night
And started living this dream.
This was exactly the place
I always wanted to be.
Everything was so real
And in huge shock.
I didn't want to leave
As I sat at the river dock.
I started traveling
Experiencing a whole new life, than before.
How could I ever wake up
When I could just dream and explore?
"Poems from a time when the heart spoke louder than the voice"
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Before I had rhythm, structure, or style, I had a pen and feelings I didn’t yet understand. These poems were born in silence — in classrooms, bedrooms, and late-night prayers. They held me when I didn’t know what I needed. And even now, they whisper the truths I was brave enough to write before I became a woman. I share them now not to relieve them, but to remember they are part of my journey. Here, they are not forgotten. They are honored.
The Short-Trip Ticket Home
The dealer deals
Our 7 cards, when in Rome.
I observed my hard
And I see my short-trip ticket home.
Three +4s in my hand, 2 in blue
And 4 and 5 in green
The regular numbers can be shown
But my +4s shall be unseen.
