Nearing the edge, so near I can taste the saltiness of these waves.
Chowing,
Grinding,
Even blinding sights from the dissonant moonlight.
Pressured breezes flow,
Just as the ocean water beside, cold.
To stay would be forbidden, but you do,
And you sink through me like oil on a page.
Not in an intimate setting, more of a motivation with the sight of skin,
My skin, under the layers of clothes.
Once was a miracle,
I felt your emotions wrap around like a circle of circulation.
Twice was a memory,
Same face,
Same heart,
But brought down with opposing desire.
The third(should've been a sign),
but I neglected the thought “oh, he's a lie…”
Why is it that we can act exclusive entering the night,
But rises the sun, rises the words,
“Im sorry, we should stay friends….right now”
“....You're right”
I felt like a fool,
Your wording gave me hope…You made me see a future, when you saw a night.
Your actions declared the contrary, and your eyes glared of certainty,
There was a turn around that proved me to be wrong.
To stay clinging is a death sentence itself,
But I'd rather die with this beautiful mess than to see you have nothing with another.
You'll never know the measures you went to that you brought me down with.
Ignored messages,
Eyes of rage,
Heart full from frigidness, I know what I must do.
Move on.
Throw my feelings out the window to the wind, and let them evaporate the disappointment,
The lead ons,
The games,
Yourself.
Disappointment.
Still movements eradicate the immature boys mind, and just then will he finally find,
Comfort from the end.
Suffrage of being,
Crying and pleading,
He now realizes the disbelief of existing.
The choice has always been you with me, but you subsided,
An option that left us behind,
We were divided.
I just hope this poem can bring back your memory of all the silence spent,
And all the mistaken actions you caused me,
To be brought down like gravity.
I won't forget, all the times we shared,
Sharing words through lyrics,
Past faults,
The sound of your soft sighs,
they'll stay stuck.
You destroyed my spark.
As much as I hate the way you changed me into this stingy soul,
You caused me to learn from the best.
Your influence caused my relations to be let free from me,
my downer,
finally left to rest.
Take me away, to the only place i've ever really known,
Home.
Misery continuing as I stay strolling by,
Oh sweet death,
This trail,
My path, Our walkway dividing our grateful play,
Only to be confronted by the nulled romance,
from silence in grey.
There, beside the hand of neglect,
The shade declared our stance in utter silence, it was clear.
Clairvoyance shunned, and she envisioned a future.
In this life.
Shadows fading, and him, longing for that sparked inner fire flame,
Hidden infatuation took over his spirit, he finally wanted to say.
“I want to stay here. In this life.”
(Together on this side, in my better state)
--Ruby V., 9th-12th Grade