Category: 2018-19 Submissions

2017-18 Submissions

Her Song

Sometimes when i sing or i dance
she comes
she sits next to me and we sing together
she fills me up with warmth as reassuring as the sun in a blizzard
she takes my own song
my song that tells a whole life story
and she fixes it
even if it’s for a few minutes
then she has to go
when the song comes to an end
After what feels like one second
she leaves
just like that
and drifts away
until i sing again
but she is gone
this time
forever.

Gorzycki Middle School

7

The Truth

We all have something to hide
a secret
a mystery
an enigma
Some secrets are forgiven
a shrug
a laugh
forgotten
Others are left with rotting secrets never told
regret
shame
despair
Why do we make secrets?
no reason
unnecessary
self-inflicting
Secrets are the root of all evil.
True.
False.

Pick one.

Don’t lie.

Don’t keep a secret.

Gorzycki Middle School

7

Too young

I hate it
I hate waking up every morning
And feeling like it’s my fault
Feeling like I shouldn’t feel
This way because I’m just a kid

That’s what everyone says right?
“You’re too young to hurt”
“You don’t know how it feels you’re only 14”
Is that true?
Are my feelings limited by my age?

Or maybe it’s just my phone
Maybe I watch too much tv
Or maybe, just maybe
Those feeling less items
Are my getaway

My getaway from those painful words
“You’re just weak” “you’re too sensitive”
“You’re just dramatic” is it because I’m “too young”
That you see passed what I’ve been through, what i feel?
Maybe im delusional

Delusional in thinking you’ll care
Delusional in thinking my words matter
But that’s my fault right?
I hate being delusional
I hate it

C.D. Fulkes Middle School

8

Bye World

1. I am getting older
2.My life story is just like a folder
3.We all had a mother
4.But did we get a brother
5.It goes by so fast
6.You were 14 and had a cast
7.20 you just finished your marathon
8.Your cat is now gone
9.You just turned 50
10.Things are now nifty
11.you have grandchildren now
12.Your wife just died how?
13.Just got a dog it looks like a log
14.The smog
15.It’s killing us all
16.The civilization fall
17.G
18.O
19.N
20.E

Gorzycki Middle School

7

Lost Love

My little lost angel who is like a firefly
Whose name is millie, who shant see one more day
Oh my love…. Why did you have to die?
Now you may spread your wings and fly away.

And even though it was planned
I have mourned night and day
I can never understand
Why you had to fly away.

Its ok because your in a better land
This land is the key
A land where all are loved, and none are banned
The land where you too will be free.

Oh my love, All i want is for you to be happy
So go on, spread your wings now don’t worry…
No worries…. About me

Gorzycki Middle School

7

Devil’s Hour

The night is silent
Except the clock
That goes tick-tick-tock
A rhythm for all

My little doll, don’t you cry
The invitation sent, you’re forced to attend
So sit up straight, start to pretend
That everything’s okay, good, fine

Stop trying, it’s useless,
The world we live in, life’s a game
So make your pick, money or fame?
Roll the dice and decide your fate

I’m coming, you know I am
I am near when you feel my wrath
So hold your hope and decide your path
But remember, nothing will be alive

The clock is ticking, don’t you hear?
Run now little doll, your time is out
It’s no use whether you scream or shout
The doors will close, with you caged in

Demons have their fire to tend, Angels’ their to sing
Look at what you’ve done, come through the door
The glass broken, she’s dead on the floor
So look at me and answer me this

Is life really worth fighting for?

Gorzycki Middle School

7

I DON’T CARE

I’m looking at myself don’t know
I don’t care
I’m not here
The out of body state of mind
The stabbing pain of reality
Fantasy is an idea
Based off failure and spite
Live your dreams
And use your pain
For all to see
Don’t cover up
Or mask the pain
Do your best
And be yourself
Your true self
Not the perfect daughter
Not the cool, popular girl
Not the smart athlete
But the broken down
The mentality of hopelessness
Searching for peace of mind
But the finish line is…
Far away unable to be seen
You sit down
You cave in on yourself
The mental scars are to much for you to handle
The mind is scattered
Just to find a true hatred of yourself
I stand in front of someone
I don’t know them, but I understand them
They are hurt and sad
Lonely, but not alone
Scared and hated
But the fear is unknown
I take a step back to examine from a far
Just to realize
I’m looking at myself.

C.D. Fulkes Middle School

8

treasure poem

As they say one man’s junk is another man’s treasure,
What treasure do you what?
What treasure do you need!
What is the treasure that you have now with you?
What does it mean to you?
What value does you treasure have to you and you hart?
What is its true value in the world?
What is its true life purpose to you?

C.D. Fulkes Middle School

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