Dear Hillary

Poem

April 19, 2015

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Dear Hillary,

I have to write a poem for English, and then she's gonna enter it into a competition for only our grade and only our school. The highest prize is $30, but that's still pretty good.

So I got really competitive and excited to write because I wanted to show my teacher that I could think and write and be good at something other than being quiet.

The poem is by a guy, with the exact same format of I remember and then and and so on. I usually hate poems, but this one doesn't need meter or to rhyme or a set amount of syllables, so that made me happy.

It's due Friday, but this is the rough draft.

I remember the scent of salt stained to my cheeks as the sunrise stared back at me

And how my bones refused to fight with me even if I didn't desire to move

I remember torpid days when I begged the breeze to carry me away

I remember nights when each emotion would pinch my skin and poke at my sanity

And how failure crippled me until I couldn't endure consciousness

I remember growing up all too fast, knowing I wasn't capable of feeling exuberance like I once could

And screaming until the lungs I tortured became flammable and the oxygen I needed turn to flame

And I was pounding on doors that didn't exist because I believed something greater was on the other side

I remember being surrounded by thick, hazy confusion as I wandered off the edge

Attempting to run from a disease that had memorized my scent, only living to remind myself not to tape over memories that I actually liked

Depressing, I know. That's how it's supposed to be. I hope I at least get 2nd or 3rd place. There are some great writers in my grade. Alix being probably the best. Yes, Alix from New Neighbor is bomb at writing xD

Thanks! I don't really know why I'm showing you this. Probably because I really want to show my parents but when they read it they'll put me in a mental hospital. . .

Bye!

Melody xx