I Am From

A Poem by Anonymously

English school assignment turned to a vent.

I am from mountains, looming and grand,

From the echoes of screams that ring from caverns,

The white-capped tops

The jarring cliffs

I am from the lake, and the surrounding forest-

Pine trees that stretched shadows across dry leaves,

A bitingly cold liquid

An angry swarm of mosquitoes

I am from sleepless nights, under the covers,

reading an atlas and Erin Hunter,

J.R.R. Tolkien and the Bible,

All at age eleven

I am from quiet rooms in the upstairs,

the light of the sun long since below the dip of the mountains,

I am from the darkness, where I sit and type,

no matter how deep I fall into the night-

I am from the clicking of a pen,

From the roar of insanity,

From the buzz of curiosity-

I am from horrific family reunions and parties,

where nobody wishes to be, but the facade stretches even thinner yet

where the people throw on smiles and howl strained laughter,

I am from the funerals that pass each week, where we shed our tears and say a few words,

without really feeling anything for the deceased!

How can we cry about these relatives we've yet to meet?

Can we mourn for those we've never really known?

I am from a faked expression

From bleached carpets

From dust in the cupboards,

From a bin of the homemade,

From a house of crumbling bricks-

I am from where I feel disappointed in-

I am from the windowsill, where I see the future I crave-

I am from the other side of a prison cell,

And I watch myself watching from where I am from.

© 2017 Anonymously

Author's Note

Please do not base reviews on spelling/grammar/etc, but please tell me if there is an error so I might be able to fix it. I am more focused on getting feedback for writing depth and such.

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Kesha

Wow... I loved this piece so much! I loved the way you can feel the emotions being poured out onto the page! These 2 lines really strucked me:

I am from where I feel disappointed in-
I am from the windowsill, where I see the future I crave-

A wonderful read, thank you for sharing!