StepsA Poem by Lettie
I wrote this three years ago in 6th grade and just found it today, so decided to share it with you!!
trying to find
myself; trying not
to burst into tears and
cry. Maybe death will reach
me early, who would ever know?
Would people cry, once I was gone,
would people even care? If I live, what
would tomorrow bring, and will I ever be
ready for it? Running away is always much
easier, but I know it is not the best choice I can
make. There is always a light in the darkness if you
take the time to look, but I hear the clock ticking as I
almost reach the bottom step. A flash of memories before
my eyes show me the choice I am making is the wrong one, and
I can see the light. Though I know what is next will be harder than the
plan before, one by one I will find myself and walk back up the steps of life.
© 2010 Lettie
About"Nobody important". Blimey, that's amazing. D'you know, in 900 years of time and space I've never met anyone who wasn't important before.;; I'm a girl to start out with, fifteen years young, but do.. more..