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"Home of the Braves"

Word for Word
Page by Heather Leach


                Nothing

The wind blows threw the trees
Damning those that sorrow leaves
Everything is as it may
But tomorrow is another day
Won't you see how it's going to be?
Every time the phone rings
It seems that it brings
All those feelings that I've had
For you that make me angry or sad.
But you don't care anymore
Because you say that I'm some whore
And every thing we've done
Hasn't been out of fun
There's so much guilt here
Although you're never near to me
You cannot see, what you've done
All the stare I've wised on for us
Doesn't mean that you and I must
Be together forever now or here

        I cover myself with you
        Like a cut, but maybe this cut
        Needs to bleed to be free from you
        And you'll never cry over nothing
        Because that's what we had
        Nothing makes you mad
        Nothing makes me bruise
        But nothing is what you lose.

                                          Poem by Christina Watson

                      
Relieving the Pain

The pain I feel when I see you
The agony at the simple thought of you
       Unbearable
       Unthinkable.
The way I fear your footsteps
They draw near, I grasp for air
       So real
       So terrifying.
No one hears my cry for life
No one sees my trembling body hit the floor
       The pain
       The sadness.
Thoughts flutter past, none stop or consider me
Thoughts of safety and revenge rampage through me
       What now
       What then.
Afraid to think wrong, knowing the punishment
Afraid to talk, so I relieve the pain
       So warm
       So strong.
Pain, my friend, my one true love
I scream for help as I release the pressure
       A secret
       My secret.
Sharp metal - my confidant - clatters to the floor
I crawl slowly grasping for life.
       No comfort
       No escape
I lay their and can only cry.

                                          Poem by Anonymous


Note:  If you would like to submit any school appropriate creative writing or art piece you are more than welcome to.  Either send it via the Letter page or bring it into Mr. Beach's room or give it to Heather Leach.