Poetry
Circle After Circle
The clock stares at me
Round and round
Circle after circle
When I was little I thought it was fun
Counting the numbers and watching it move
Waiting for it to hit 2 so I could go play at home
But now it’s changed
It’s not the fun watching
It’s now watching as I juggle
Homework, colleges, free time, fun time
What I should do, what I want to do, what I could do
My brain is overflowing
I feel like I can’t think
The clock is reminding me of everything on my plate
Impending and seemingly never ending
Round and round
Circle after circle
-Anonymous 11/16/2022
Never Ending
It is never ending
It grabs a hold of me
“Oh no I’m not hungry”
Has it held you?
Caffeine overdose
Shaking, but she’s comatose
It is never ending
I run until I throw up
Maybe I will one day understand the setup
Of the world and its society
But never behaving with propriety
It is never ending
But love, we can be sending
-Anonymous 11/14/2022
A hole, Mossy
As I lay their gently weeping
The scenes of nature were of no comfort to me.
I close my eyes and picture images of comfort.
Rumble.
The cave walls close in around me.
The only light in my peripherals came from a hole, mossy, in the cave wall.
The trauma ran deep, like a fault like in a cave wall.
-Anonymous 10/21/2022
Lose Myself
I want to lose myself
Lose who I am
What I’m made of
And build myself
Free from my past
For myself
Not for anyone
Not to make anyone happy
To make me happy
To patch the crack
To cover the bruises
Before I shatter into a million pieces
Unable to be restored .
-Anonymous 10/19/2022
I often find myself
In this painful state of isolation
And every day I wonder
Why I am at best an afterthought
There is a luminescence within me
Covered by thick layers of dust
That have been coating my skin
After years of stillness and solitude
I am a statue
Occasionally admired
In an ephemeral fashion
But then overlooked and forgotten
False oblivion acts as an elixir
To dull the pain
It is not
Very effective
-Thea R. Shogren, 2020
Uncertainty
I’m not too sure what exactly to write but I’m gonna wing it.
Senior year in high school can be a stressful part of life.
And we all know life can be very confusing.
Whether it’s deciding if you should go to college or not.
Weighing the pros and cons of making decisions that you may or may not regret down the road.
All of these things will add up, like adding weight on a barbell.
Then when you have to start making those hard decisions
or have to complete the lift,
your brain will overload. Then, boom, “anxiety.”
-Nolan Selby 10/18/2022
The Feeling of Discomfort
That feeling of discomfort
Missing home when home isn’t a possibility
Everything around me seems to be changing
Yet I feel stationary
Everyone around me seems to be thriving
Is that what people think of me?
That feeling of discomfort
Everything feels so strange
Like I’m lost with nowhere to go
Yet help is only a stone’s throw
Missing home when home isn’t a possibility
Everything around me seems to be changing
-Owen Castle 08/22/2022