Month: January 2019

Keep Going

I keep going
I keep going up and up and up
One step after the other I keep going
I will never give up on the staircase of life

I dodge a missing tile
A
E P
L over a hole, meant to stop and trip me

I keep on going
I keep on ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuning
I keep on going as hard as I can on the
S
R
I
A
T
S of life.

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Gorzycki Middle School

7

School is a Roller Coaster
going Up and Down and Up again.
Good days, Bad days and Good again

Surprises, Twists and Turns, Its FAST then gets SLOwer.
there can be Pain,
and you will Gain,

yet you never know what is Right around the corner
you may be Certain
but sometimes you just Can’t Explain,

SCHOOL IS A ROLLER COASTER

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Gorzycki Middle School

7

I use it as a excuse to say It brings my average down
All the
Way to
The
Ground.
When I get home I say
I didn’t like ELA today
We did poetry
My friend and I think it’s boring, we both agree
This poem is really bad
Poetry just makes me mad.

I don’t think I will ever use

It
If
I
Do
then I will just sit
I have
wo clue
why i’m
writing this.

does rhyme have to go throughout the whole poem?
This whole thing sucks, that will really show em
I honestly think this assignment stupid
I don’t even care about cupid
I have a bad grade so I had to do extra credit
Its honestly worst then debit
End of stanza
Poetry is like the dab
A dead meme unlike a cab

I hope that this poem gets me a good grade
My cat meows unlike slade.
This trash is over
I’m never gonna find a four leaf clover.

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Gorzycki Middle School

7

Shivering; the embodiment of fear.
Hopeful, praying he won’t be next.
Whimpering, as another friend has been stolen, erased
Another drop spilled, in an endless body of water.
Or blood…
Over time, the endless source becomes shallow
And no more of it is available, as it’s all been used up.
As the weeks went by like months, there was no one left for him to talk to
Or to plea for help.
There was no avoiding his fate
And no longer was the question who;
But when?

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Gorzycki Middle School

7

she hides her flaws
she hides herself
one layer of makeup
two layers of makeup
three layers of makeup
she’s gone.
she fakes her smile
she holds back her tears
worried her makeup will wash away
for every morning
she looks in her closet
wondering.
“who will I be Today?”

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Gorzycki Middle School

7

You
You are my Everything
my Love my Light
my Life

but you are gone
6 feet
under
the ground taunts me
tells me that you’ll be back
but i know the ground is wrong i will not see you again
in this life

You were the candle that lit the way for me
You a picture perfect person smart funny and important to me

cockadoodldoo a new day begins, a day without You

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Gorizycki Middle School

7

Stewart
Still loved and still gone
Cries still falling
D
O
W
N
Every day of the week,
So sleepy, so sweet
You daydreamed like a koala
But only black and brown
You could not handle yourself
So we had to put you
D
O
W
N
Stewart

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Gorzycki Middle School

7

Drip, drip
The sound of tears
Echoing down the halls.
Everyone staring,
No one bothering
To help the broken soul.
Pushing the tears away,
Standing up,
Only to fall back down again.
Tattered clothes,
Dirty face,
Broken wings,
Shattered heart-
A devil.
It’s all the others see,
A devil’s face.
Afraid,
Scared out of their minds,
So fake.
No one cares,
About a stupid devil.
Everyone brushing by,
Hurting her,
Ignoring her,
Slowly killing her.
‘I’m fine’
Hoping that she could mean it some day,
She smiles.
A forced smile,
Everyone will believe she’s happy.
Angels with demonic souls,
Not bothering to even smile at her.
Tears slip down her cheeks but she stands up
And she walks as if nothing ever happened.
But who cares?
As long as it’s just a tear-
A devil’s tear.

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Walsh Middle School

6

THUD
p
I wake u scared, someone is in my house
My beloved brick house, that i grew in is being broke into
And I creep down
The
Stairs I see it
A BIG RED bag
My thoughts are going CrAzy and JumbledupTogether
I ask him what he’s doing
“This is a dream”
p
I wake u and its
Christmas
I secretly knew that he was as real as you and me
And every christmas after that
I have the same dream

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Gorzycki Middle School

7

Girls are like
R
A
I
N
Drops
We can only go so long until we
B-r-a-k-e.
Plus we are mostly fake.
People think they can predict us but
They are so wrong.

We can brighten your day
Or make it gloomy
Until you see our natural
Beauty

Yet people still think
We are toys
So they play with us
Until we fly away.

And they like that better
Because they get to see the
A I N B O
R W
Which is prettier anyway.

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Gorzycki Middle School

7