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Reedsport
High School 2260 Longwood Dr. Reedsport, OR 97467 (541) 271-2141 fax: (541) 271-2143 "Home of the Braves" |
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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. |
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