Autumn

I love colored leaves

Swirling in the autumn breeze

Yellow and oranges

Volleyball

Volleyball means a lot of different things to me,

It causes me stress,

Coaches pressing their hope onto you,

Hoping that you’ll do good today,

But honestly I never know if I will do good or bad,

The practices wear me out,

And by the end of the season,

I have had no sleep,

It also has some good things to it though,

Like the adrenaline rush you get while you’re playing,

Or getting that perfect pass,

Smacking it right over the net to get the perfect kill,

And I’m going to miss that,

Because I don’t know if I want the stress.

Sonnet 19

A triangle of love

Its yellow color glistens

Every bite is like a dove

Everybody listens Bringing in pepperoni, cheese, and meat

Everybody cheers

It’s a treat

The air is clears

Its smell fills the air

They line up ready

They eat and eat without a care

Everyone eats, except Freddy

But when I go to get a piece

It’s gone.

 

The Beauty and the Horror

Once again I have misunderstood the meaning of life,

When I was younger I thought by the time I was 16 I would be moving mountains,

But sadly I am not,

The world can be a very harsh place,

People will tell you to do things in which you cannot do,

And sometimes those things you cannot do will throw you in a deep pit of despair,

But there are good things in the world too,

Like landscapes that are so beautiful they cause tears to fall from your face,

With beautiful trees a bright sun and a blue sky,

There will be amazing people you will meet throughout your life,

Some of those people you may fall in love with too,

But love is a problem in itself that I don’t want to explain,

So yes life does have the good and the bad some will have more bad than good and some will have more good than bad,

But that will just depend on the life that you lead.

 

Dana

I am a sophomore in high school and I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life,

Most of the kids my age don’t know either,

But the kids that do know what they’re going to do I am very jealous of,

They don’t have to deal with the stress of not knowing,

They have ideas of where they want to go to college,

And I am so jealous of them,

I can see myself doing so many things with my life,

I could see myself doing mostly everything in any art career,

I could see myself being a clothing designer or anything in the fashion industry,

I’ve had ideas of being a physical therapist,

I’ve even have had an idea of being a orthodontist,

I know I’m going to change my mind a million times,

And I can’t make up my mind,

I just want to do something I love.

 

In-In

They thought you were dead,

They cried and remembered you for what you were,

You were 92 they had to have seen it coming but just not this way,

How could a man live with hitting an old woman with their car?

You died slowly and then all at once,

You suffered but you were in a better place,

Your children wanted you to fight to be there again,

So did you,

Electric pulses run through you,

Fighting fighting fighting,

Nothing-more-some,

You live your life to the fullest now,

Never forget to tell the people you care for you love them,

Live everyday as if it was your last.

 

Just Friends

Just friends,

The words that stung my ears while you and I were sitting at your house bawling our eyes out like infants,

Just friends,

The words that crushed my hope of getting back together,

I never can look at you the same way,

I told you I wouldn’t be the same person,

And I’m not,

I’m a broken piece of what I used to be,

And when I tell you that you cry,

Like as if somehow I did this to you,

You said it yourself this is what’s better for you,

But what’s better for me?

You told me that you loved me more than once every day,

Even the day before we were no more,

I don’t know why you did this and I will never know why,

You cry every night and so do I,

How is this better for us,

You still want to talk on the phone and FaceTime me every night,

Text me and Snapchat all day,

You still want to come to my house after school,

You call me your best friend,

And that you can’t see us together anymore,

And I say fuck that because you can’t even look me in the eye when you say this is better for you,

So you and I both know it’s not.

 

Teenage Blues

I gave you my heart,

You tore it out of my chest,

Stomped on it with no remorse,

How is this better for us?

You’re crying,

I’m crying,

It’s been less than 24 hours,

I miss you like crazy,

You say you might want to get back together,

I don’t understand,

How am I supposed to forgive you?