I'm away for awhile
I can't find inspiration,
an so-
I wait.

Ma Cherie © 2017

Kee 4d

my feet are pounding the ground
but it feels like im flying
my heart is beating like drums
but i can't feel it at all
all i know is that im a few steps away from freedom
can my feet take me there?
maybe i can leap to it
i can't fail
i need this
i need to be free
i want my own air in my lungs
no, not want
i need
i need to be free

in economics class
mr. gardner is talking too much
Nylee 7d

You can hide a thing
but it will not make it go away
it is going to stay
the same
waiting for you.

Away you put me,
Far from thought,

And the great distance,
What it tell,
As it truly befell,

Yesterdays love it flourished,

To erase,

So away I am put,
A place you refuse to look.

Yusof Asnan May 10

If my presence,

Is like a cloud to your sky,

That dimmed your world.

I will walk away;

And rain on another.

Perhaps they would be waiting;

For the rainbow after the rain.


A piece inspired by Najwa Zebian's work
Vexren4000 May 10

As the student doodles dreamily,
On sheets of notebook paper,
Surrounded by young beautiful women,
First, loves to be found,
As well as,
Friends all around,
New ones to be made,
And old faces as well,
A goal to be reached,
Spoke about in media,
In cartoons and dramas,
Teachers standing,
Speaking with futility,
When one is there one wants only to go,
When one finally escapes the system,
A new one boldly appears,
And one finally realizes,
That youth was a bliss, a gift,
No amount of work can bring back to light,
A sobering aspect,
Of reality.

Maria Imran May 8

My browser says I searched for you but that's not true
I only searched for a missing piece, one that was but say,
It just went away.

Dharker May 6

A settle bit
On my lips
To take away  
To take away
The settle hint
Of pain-
In my heart
It won't go
I'm left the same once again
Alone in my head
False reality of comfort
you'd shown
-It's how you always
Left us
And I'm scared
Of being alone

Anna Grace May 3

Ship in the harbor, I’m leaving today
the sails are set,
I don’t know yet
where it’s going to stay.
Across the crystal water, I’m leaving today
the only place I know I’m going
is that I’m going away.

All the people at the station living out their day
I go to  wander and pray,
I wonder if any of them
have felt this same way.
When my trains pulls from the station I’m going away
Far from all the things I’ve known,
I need to get away.
When I’m gone
will it make a difference?
If I don’t come back
would you remember me?

Speakers at the airport calling meaningless names
I don’t care if it’s mine,
to me they’re all the same.
Pain grows smaller with runway lines, to the sky we take
flying today,
just to get away.

If I flew too high,
would you look to the sky for me?
If the ship went down,
would you look to the sea?

New city every day, finally I am away
I don’t speak the language,
I have nothing to say.
Life can be good whe you get away,
replaced with the longing
to find somewhere to stay.

I'm waiting to get sick
so I can die without doing it myself
without a mess, lying in a bed
with the blankets tucked in around my head
I think I might be sick
or maybe I'm just being hopeful
that this will be over quick
maybe they could catch it early if I cared
but it's very hard to see myself anywhere
but lying down, somewhere dark and underground
or maybe in a jar on someone's shelf

-- who am I kidding, I'm a closet girl

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