16/F/United States A young poet,
wouldn't you know it--
but isn't everybody one of those these days?
Writing is my coping
and me secretly hoping
that I can get feedback and praise. 51 followers / 2.3k words
Like glass, I can shatter. Quickly, draw the shutters. I know you can see through and it’s fun to take in the view; Watch me crumple under stress but it’s best if the curtain covers while the window cracks because there’s no going back once you’re struck by the broken shards of glass.
You took my soul with you when you left You had lost yours so you borrowed mine apparently. Now I’m just an empty shell The sweet nut taken out and treasured And the crackled shell left to disintegrate. My body decomposing, I walk around becoming a zombie, filled to the brim with anxieties and lost hope lost hope for a future with you because there was so much more we were supposed to do but of course you took your heart and soul with you when you left this earth, and decided to take mine too.
Cheesecake only strawberry Ice cream never sugar free Candy canes growing on trees A sweet tooth with endless reprise We will celebrate your life now as you did each day, Taking each difficult moment with a pinch of a sweet memory to make it easier to swallow. Your glistening smile will be thought of in sorrow, but also in sugary rememberance of how sweet you were.
There is a place Where a man resides Early to everything Because early is on time He may have left soon But he’s waiting at the gate At the front of the line Because on time is late
The gates swing open And he is admitted They let him in because They knew all he did
His passion unmatched, Rivaled by everyone He stood up for what he wanted Never backed down for anyone
He had much pride For his wife and two daughters A triathlete, an artist, And a student with honors
He never ceased to give Back to his community Would help a neighbor out At literally any opportunity
Talk about the funniest guy You’ve ever met— I keep thinking the jokes Can’t get better, yet In my head he’ll walk right through that door, do his victory dance, laughing, rolling on the floor. And I know he won’t, but if you think that the last you’ve seen of him was on January 9th, 2019 at 6:18pm then you are sadly mistaken. If you think he’s done with all of you then you underestimate him. Because he will be there through thick and thin, To see all of us lose and win, To see us fall but still keep kicking. My father was an orderly man who enjoyed having a schedule and this little set back did not set him back at all. His New Years resolution was to spend more time with his family and he plans to do just that with all this time on his hands.
There is a place Where a man resides Ready to listen to All our goodbyes But his trick is He’s got plans to drop by Early to the gate So he’ll be on time.