Third period
English
(kate)First assignment
a poem.
I found myself tapping
on the desk
scouring my mind for thoughts
yet,
I imagined my mind as a place
adapting to my thoughts
but the space was empty
a desert plain
vast and silent
not a single crow of a bird
or the brush of a speck of dust
I found myself
transporting into this world
this oasis of possibility
that was anything but fulfilling
and like in a movie
I turn around
to see the door i emerged through
vanish
fade into the empty sky
leaving me stuck
in the empty place
with the empty wind
and the empty beyond
in the empty mind
of an empty girl.Panic?
No, there has to be another way
Panic never equals perfect
this place doesn't equal perfect
this emptiness is not perfect
I find the one thought
pushing at the back of my head
trying to reach me
yet this is my head
and the thought is trying to get in
it's my head
I should have control over these thoughts
but i don't
and they run wild
so I do what is within my control
and I run
and run
I feel the thought sink into this empty space
and it's door disappear behind it
I'm not fast enough
there's no control
it reaches me
and my legs are too tired to run
so I face the reality
I face the thought
"if this place is your head
and it is imperfect
aren't you as well?"
No, it can't be
and i'm running once more
yet the thought no longer follows me
it doesn't need to
because it has served its purpose
brought on a dozen other thoughts
no, monsters
all pushing on my shoulders
so much pressure
knocking the air out of my lungs
I feel their hot breath on my neck
and I can't run anymore
I feel myself fall on my knees
feel my hands scratch on the gravel
and my nails sink into the dirt
that crumbles away
but still I don't feel it
because this place is still empty
I stare up, feeling my eyes growing red
and like a gust of air
filling my lungs like a balloon
the sky changes to stars
and planets in orbit
all shining like brand new
I stare in wonder
for what feels like years
at this magnified universe
before I sink through it
the empty space vanishes
and here I am
third period
english
and I see you
the stars were your eyes
I realize, with a shock like lighting
and I have to look away
so i don't get lost again
so everything stays perfect.
- KateA/N: hi. sorry it's been so long. This chapter is basically explaining that Kate had to write a poem for class, and couldn't think of anything. So she's kind of zoning out into this alternate world that is her mind, where she can't find any inspiration for her writing. She's telling the reader how she pictures her mind and thoughts as these very physical things in this place, this land. And then, at the end of the chapter, the sky changes to stars, but it was really her looking at Alexa and she gains reality again. I felt like i should explain it because it's a pretty long and detailed chapter that was rly symbolic.
A/N 2: do you guys like my writing? I try really hard but i feel like it sucks and that i should stop. opinions?
I love you all. You can do it. Thanks for reading.
YOU ARE READING
The universe mixed with you.
PoetryThe stars line up and the planets spin around in my head and in the center of the orbit is you. you are now very much reading my mind and the emotion bottled inside. handle it with care. i love you <3