Category: 2019-20 Submissions

True Friend

Staring into an empty void
Revealing the chasm
Trying to talk but can’t
The empty feeling building up inside of me

Turning to a person who’s not really there
Who has left me for all of eternity
Searching for the one person
Who can never be found

The people that were beside me before
Now trailed off behind
But when they got the chance
Stabbed me in the back

Clutched the knife
Falling, hurting, thinking
Thinking about the ups and downs
And the betrayal.

Walking on an endless path
Searching for something that can never be found
What is that thing?
A true friend.

Your Eyes

In your eyes I was a piece of chocolate cake
Everyone admired it and fantasized about having a bite
thinking it would satisfy their cravings
But once you had a bite
it wasn’t worth the publicity
I wasn’t good enough
I wasn’t as satisfying as I looked to be
That chocolate cake wasn’t so special anymore
You threw me away
like garbage that wasn’t so conenient anymore
Although I tried to make myself useful
and look desirable
it didn’t work
You pushed me further away
You didn’t want me anymore
In your eyes I was a new toy that got so overused
you grew old of it and wanted new toys
It was then that that once new
alluring object was left broken
and used wondering what they did wrong
that they weren’t able to satisfy your needs
Because in your eyes
I was never your first love
I was never your special comfort
I was just an object
An object you so overly used and left behind
not caring to remember what memories you shared with it

Memories

My memories are a broken wheel
struggling to keep up as I feel
as I remember over and over again
the best moments, the worst
and everything in between
only remembering the remembering
only remembering the best, or worst
forgetting what I knew I would
the small moments, the empty days,
the bland family mornings
the repetitive, only the idea remains
never each event
these moments are my life
yet are unimportant
not eventful enough to stay
And then slowly that part of the wheel
falls away from the rest
never to be seen again
as the wheel rolls away
But anyways there must be room
for everything new to come
for all the ups and downs
for everything I can’t even imagine
for the wheel to rebuild itself
to add to everything it has
everything new
and to roll on

Glitter

Glitter, glitter everywhere.

Glitter, glitter in your hair.

Glitter, glitter on your face.

Glitter, glitter all over the place.

How did you get here, you glittery mess?

Why must you follow me?

You are a disgrace to humanity.

I do not like glitter at all you see.

I once loved you, but now I do not.

All this thought of glitter is making me bitter.

I have glitter on shirts and art works.

It is so shinny, so why am I being so whinny.

Maybe I really like glitter,

YES! YES! I DO!

Ok you glittery mess, I really like you.

You shine like the sun.

You shinny gorgeous baby.