Sitting there alone, waiting
Just waiting for no one to come
Wondering, how to go on with life
As if life is going to pass you right by
Crying isn’t the answer
It’s getting out into the open world
Silence isn’t the way to go
All there’s left to do is find friends
Is that so hard to do?
Unless you’d rather sit here crying in a corner
Your whole life
I think the life you have is awful
So follow me
I know what’s best
Sitting all alone
I don’t talk to anyone but me, myself, and I
Sometimes I cry
But only in my mind
Waiting for someone to talk to
But when I talk no one listens
Sometimes when someone makes you feel bad
You hide in loneliness
But when you’re lonely
It’s hard to get out
Tear stricken
Ripping heart
Never to hear their laugh
Their cry
Never to see their smile
Their frown
Never to speak to them with a reply
With a giggle
Just tears
An empty heart
Longing to see them
Not until people cry over your own cold lifeless body
The warming sensation of a friend
The feel of a cared heart
The fun
The laughter
The forgiving heart
To never lose a friend
The feel of their touch
To know you’re safe
Their embrace
They give you strength
Courage
They make you, you
Bring tears to eyes
But no sorrow
invited to this place
It pulses life into your heart
Never living till they come
Never seeing again
Blinded
Never hearing
Deaf
Never speaking
Muted
Never again
you Improved
Never to leave
Never wanting to
My sanctuary is not a warm, comfy place.
As cool, soft crystals lightly touch my face
This land is bright
And oh so filled with white
This land is better than the greatest dream
When life is damaged at the seams
People dream to fly
I could never imagine why
My dream is to be here forever
To just come here whenever
My life may messy
But not my sanctuary
I come outside
And have no need to go back
It is a cold mysterious land
But I need no helping hand I
know this world better than the color red
For I made this in side my own head
As snow falls in place
I don’t want to think
I just look at the sky
That is oh so high
I sigh
I’m in perfection
Never to go back
Never to see a face again
In my sanctuary all alone forever
But that’s ok with me
Sadness Poem
Warm salty water rushes down my face like a fountain.
My breathing picks up pace as my breathing turns to small, short huffs and puffs
My wet eyes close
For that moment I am trapped my bad memory for what feels like days.
I have no one to turn to.
I have no person who understands how I feel.
When sadness flows in all other necessities disappear
Hunger thirst and many other things disappear from my mind
I have no remedy to this sickness
It will forever come and go.
When the room is empty
When a pin dropping can be heard
When the world around me is vague
When I have not a face not a friend
When the light shimmering
Is my only company
I forget my surroundings
I forget something I see every day
My face
My voice
My laugh
My smile
My cry
My frown
In a room with only me
It seems hard to forget
But not impossible
My mind just freezes
In my alone state
All thing that go bump in the night appear
All thoughts of real world things that scare me come for the party
Murder, break-ins, horrible accounts
My loneliness turns to sheer horror
My head doesn’t take liking to this
Help!
Sos!
Then my door opens!
Who is it !?
It is my savoir!
My mom!
You’re in pain
You can’t focus
What’s wrong?
You don’t deserve this
You can’t take it anymore
And you will not take it anymore
People are not treating you right
And you’re dealing with it
No! You can’t
You won’t
You mustn’t put up with it
Now you are angry
But, you don’t want to confront her
You are scared as a skunk
You can’t be afraid
“There is nothing to fear but fear itself”
If you don’t confront her
She will destroy you
You don’t want that
You’re taking this so easily like a slave
NO! You can’t
NOT anymore
Go Now
Don’t yell at her
That will only make the bull more angry
Now don’t hesitate
And don’t be late
At exactly 3:00 PM she will make her attempt
To threaten you
But, you will be ready
She does not know that
Don’t talk back
Outsmart her
Then she will STOP
NOW GO
Get some rest
And you will be ready
POOF
She disappears
Into the air
We are The Partying Personifications, an English class in Medford, Massachusetts. In case you haven’t heard of Medford, it is a few miles away from our capital city of Boston. We are famous for writing and having the most people singing “Jingle Bells.” The song, “Over the River and Through the Woods” was written here too. Amelia Earhart lived her and Paul Revere came through Medford. Our class loves cheerleading, basketball, baseball, soccer, figure-skating, hockey, bowling, swimming, and much more. Our hobbies are playing video games, hanging out with friends, watching television, playing musical instruments, writing poetry, and reading stories. Our class plays many sports including: softball, cheerleading, basketball, baseball, swimming, football, skateboarding, gymnastics, track, and rollerblading. Our class enjoys the arts; we enjoy playing: electric guitar, drums, violin, electric drums, piano, acoustic guitar and bass guitar, drawing, theatre, clay modeling, and acting.The people in our class speak many languages: Italian, German, Portugese, Creole, Spanish, French and English.
If you haven’t visited Medford, Massachusetts, you should soon. Medford and the rest of Massachusetts is known for something; it is our accents. Some people think we talk weird, but people here probably think that people with other accents talk weird too. We hope you like our unique and different poems.