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#gunlaws
is delicate. breakable. prone to trauma, and thus an effortless vehicle for vengeance. with a river of pain coursing through arteries and slender vessels linked between the most vital ***** and the source of thought, emotion quite often thwarts wisdom. And, oh children, a steel serpent lingering within easy reach remains ever ready to strike at will.
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Apr 2, 2019
Apr 2, 2019 at 10:10 PM UTC
The Human Heart
I am 14 I go to school I do my times tables I write my essays I do my homework I get shot I am 14 I’m stressed about school I’m worried about my grades slipping I’m nervous when talking to my crush I’m anxious when speaking in front of the class I’m scared that the sound I heard was a madman with a gun I am 14 I am confused I am frustrated I am enraged I am scared I am hiding under my desk trying not to scream I am 14 I hate school But for the wrong reasons I hate it because people have died in my halls I hate it because every sound I hear is a gun being shot I hate it because I’m scared I’m going to die
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Jun 4, 2018
Jun 4, 2018 at 12:07 AM UTC
I Hate School