It was the day before my birthday
The day after Thursday
On this day they closed the school
At that time it was coolI thought it will be like holidays
And only for short time
But after two weeks it wasn't fine
Because we had to stay at home
And I saw my friends only through my phoneIt wasn't allowed to go outside
I missed my friends so much
And I couldn't give them a touch
Because that was forbidden
And dangerousI phoned them really often
But that was not the same
And it felt like a shame
That I couldn't see and hug themI felt really sad
And for a long time I wasn't glad
But after many lonely weeks
There was a glimmer of hope
Because we can go to school again
And that was the end of my painBecause I could see my friends in real
[25.02.2021]
[Note]: I wrote this poem in my English class in 7th grade. Corona changed my life to the worst. Depression and anxiety started. This shit let me suffer at this young age.
This poem was like a silent scream. Those fucking years ruined my further life.
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this is my closing point | poetry ✓
Puisi[cause this place doesn't feel like home anymore.] continuation of the poetry collections "darkness in between" and "Der Mond sieht, wenn ich wein'" (can be read independently) the beautiful cover is made by @stillregen <3