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jenna elizabeth Mar 2016
i thought senior year was hard
freshman year is harder
being accepted into a university
it was exciting
for twenty minutes
reality set in then
wondering how i was going to pay
student loans
getting a second job
while attending classes
and working part time
what about work study?
it's all so much
overwhelming
moving me to tears with the thought
of what am i going to do
they don't tell you this in high school
i got into WOU and this is something that i've been struggling with, so i wrote a poem
jenna elizabeth Mar 2016
the place where i store everything
has some cracks
and everything is slipping out
jenna elizabeth Mar 2016
what will i be remembered for?
will it be the way....
the way what?
what is it about me?
that make people like me
that make people dislike me
what is it about me?
what makes my boyfriend love me?
what makes my friends like me?
what is it about me?
would you tell me?
please....
i can't tell anymore
jenna elizabeth Mar 2016
there is nothing like
staying up late
until it just you
and your light on
in a world of darkness
jenna elizabeth Mar 2016
it's been a year
a year since you dumped me
facebook reminded me
telling me to look back
look at the memories
and there's a photo
with me and you
the night of a student night
of a performance
you didn't say anything
nothing on the ride back
we got out of the car
you walked me to the steps
and on those steps
you dumped me
with four simple words
"i can't do this"
i don't hold it against you
i don't hate you
i don't hold a grudge
you set me free
and because of that
all i can say is
"thank you"
thank you for leaving me
standing on the steps
wondering what i did
thank you for walking away
without another word
without showing regret
thank you
because of you
i am with a good man
a man i call mine
a man who calls me his
a man who is my one
a man who is my only
a man who i love
so, thank you
thank you for those four words
"i can't do this"
thank you for leaving me
in the rain and cold
thank you for everything
it's been a year, so why not?
jenna elizabeth Mar 2016
dead week hasn't even started yet
but i already feel dead inside
in honor of everyone finishing the term
jenna elizabeth Feb 2016
i don't sleep because i am too enthralled with ink on pages
this is my curse
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