I have loved and lost
all before 18
I lay here in the hallway
staring at the “artistic” mix
that now pollutes our ceiling
getting lost in the swirls
running in the wild jungles
he is leaving
I am skipping 5th
its English
Yet I really don’t care
let the security come find me
what will they do
slap me in detention
he is leaving me
I lay there
staring off
into my own self
life is funny isn’t it
we are pushed into people
but told not to fall for them
they will always leave
even if they don’t want to
he is leaving
I blame no one
for the way I feel right now
the quiet torture I’m going through
personalized pain
***** unyielding knife in my heart
slowly twisting every time
he talks about college
I’m stuck in the muck
that is this ***** hallway
the trash littered at the corners
cockroaches shuffle past me
he is leaving me
this is hell
this is life
lived by me
gossip obsessed friends
college is next
when it gets worse
now its just without parents
a structured freedom
I want out
he is leaving
he loves me
he will come back right?
someone tell me
please
I am holding back
my heartache
Someone
anyone
tell me something
other than
”if it’s meant to be it will be”
that won’t stop my heart
from breaking
I loved and am now losing
all before 18
the bell rings
the ants are let free
they jump to get to
friends, class, smoking spot
it’s the first day of school
he is not here
It’s the first day of senior year
he is not here
I should be happy
but I can’t be
he is not here
Aug 30, 2012
Aug 30, 2012 at 10:36 AM UTC
I have loved and lost
all before 18
I lay here in the hallway
staring at the “artistic” mix
that now pollutes our ceiling
getting lost in the swirls
running in the wild jungles
he is leaving
I am skipping 5th
its English
Yet I really don’t care
let the security come find me
what will they do
slap me in detention
he is leaving me
I lay there
staring off
into my own self
life is funny isn’t it
we are pushed into people
but told not to fall for them
they will always leave
even if they don’t want to
he is leaving
I blame no one
for the way I feel right now
the quiet torture I’m going through
personalized pain
***** unyielding knife in my heart
slowly twisting every time
he talks about college
I’m stuck in the muck
that is this ***** hallway
the trash littered at the corners
cockroaches shuffle past me
he is leaving me
this is hell
this is life
lived by me
gossip obsessed friends
college is next
when it gets worse
now its just without parents
a structured freedom
I want out
he is leaving
he loves me
he will come back right?
someone tell me
please
I am holding back
my heartache
Someone
anyone
tell me something
other than
”if it’s meant to be it will be”
that won’t stop my heart
from breaking
I loved and am now losing
all before 18
the bell rings
the ants are let free
they jump to get to
friends, class, smoking spot
it’s the first day of school
he is not here
It’s the first day of senior year
he is not here
I should be happy
but I can’t be
he is not here
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