The Smart Girlz Love Poetry & Short Storiez
"Understanding"
I wish you could read my mind,
Then you probably wouldn't be so blind.
You would probably see how alone I feel.
And how I have to handle this ordeal.
Maybe then you would see how lost I am,
And if I can't help myself then who can.
You all watch as I shed so many tears,
And you laugh when I run from my fears.
You put me down making me feel like nothing,
Always accusing me when you lose something.
And I always feel so worthless and unwanted,
And when I dream I'm constantly haunted.
And I can't get away from how I feel,
I can't get away from life's great wheel.
And so I always try to leave this life,
By taking to my skin a sharp knife.
And so I close this with a thank you,
To all of the h*** I've been through.
Nicki Garner, 17
"PISMO"
Driving in over the rolling hills
From the baking heat of home.
We were suddenly cooled
by the moist salted swell of fog.
Aaahhh…vacation.
Thirty-Three inches high she walks
between us with her bucket and shovel,
Searching and digging for shells and rocks,
competing with seagulls.
Squealing when the clear, cold water surges her feet
And washes away her fears of the crashing ocean.
Aaahhh… Vacation.
Heading home and feasting at a sun-drenched beachside cafe,
Our last blissful days of coastal relaxation over.
Filled with fingertip dipped tastes of the local vineyard's fruits
And clenching a golden crisped french-fry decorated in ketchup,
She grins a wide tomatoey smile,
leans back on her wooden high-chair and sighs...
“Aahhh… Vacation”
S.L.B., 2001
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