Time...Finished all my major projects this school year...
Lots of free time to think... about life, about friendship, about love,
about where I'm headed in life,
about who I really am.
I think I've figured it out.
Some of my poetry is "a coming"
Broken Dreams, Countless ScarsI’ve looked into your eyes And saw myself therein. Feeling the pulsating glare As if a nail through my skin.Broken Dreams, Countless Scars
Always looking for the one thing That makes you feel complete. Realizing the music in your heart Can no longer keep it’s beat.
The rhythm lost somewhere Among many dissipated streams. The remorseful feeling That they don’t hear the screams.
I have seen you in the shadows Walking the halls at night. And I shall keep this secret Safe within and held so tight.
I alone will watch the sunsets And wish upon a star
Optimism
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