Hope dashed
To play with
Drenching drops which
Mirror her thoughts
The world cries with her
At the injustice
The wars and hunger
Fills her heart
I call after her but she
Is already gone
There is no hope for us
Unless we become it

Their way:
Nothing final about it.
They will haunt me for the rest of my life.
Getting into a good school
Earning a good living
What would I do without a white collar job?
A fancy car?
A perfect life?

Mine:
I will write poetry while everyone is in a fury.
I will try, but I will not take it too seriously.
I believe in grades as much as unicorns.
Do I do well? sure, but I know something they don't
That life is more than numbers and dollar bills.
It cannot be boiled down to physics and chemistry
We might be governed by laws and rules
but I refuse to let them predetermine the rest of my life.

I am     suffocated     by their eyes.
    These watchful expectant glares keep me trapped inside.
My mind fails me as jumbled ugly words project like slimy *****
     What they expected is fulfilled and in that fleeting instant all hope for me to
                                                              ­                   change in spite of myself is lost.
    And the d
                    o
               w
                      n
               w
                       a
                 r
                        d   spiral commences, they look away and shake their heads as their thoughts manifest.
There is no hope for me now.

I cannot write sappy love lines. I have no use for them.
They will not feed me or clothe me or bathe me.
Therefore, all I can say is I have no use for love.
It only leaves and takes and breaks.

No one needs love, especially not mine.
The love of an unlovable is never enough for anyone.
And I try to explain it to you, but you won't listen
Love has poisoned your mind... Just like it did mine not too long ago.

You reach out to me, but the man who came before left a six foot four fortress surrounding me.
I'm left cold and hard to escape the silly sappy love that I would rather do without.

Smokey room clouds my mind.
      I reach for you as the outline of your face breaks the fog, but my hand only meets the damp air.
          Instead you e  x p  l  o  d e  into sparks of gold and red.

The dim light captures the shimmering cascade which now surrounds me.
       I look to the clouds on my left and begin to scatter you throughout the night sky.
             I have not abandoned you for no matter where I am the sky is always with me.
                   Longing and desperation fills me heart from dawn till dusk....

but at night we shall be together
      And when I die we will share a permanent home in the sky among the stars