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Playing with My Life’s Light

November 7, 2023
By SpainishW PLATINUM, Hartland, Wisconsin
SpainishW PLATINUM, Hartland, Wisconsin
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I had to leave my life, for my own good I said.

I packed my things, said goodbye to the people I love.

I had to leave everything, I had to leave everyone.


I arrive to my new life, all alone by myself.

Like Rapunzel in her tower, like the genie in the lamp.

Time passed, no messages, no calls from anyone.


I decide to text a friend, “I miss you.” She answered.

I don’t know if she lies, I don’t know if she is being a snake.

It’s hard to tell. She is trapped on a screen.


My dad calls, I’m not alone anymore.

The call ends, no one is here now.

I can have my family with me, but only trapped on a screen.


My sister texts me, a light is suddenly on.

The conversation lasts one hour; the light is now off.

I go to bed, all alone once again.


I woke up in the middle of the night, screaming, crying.

I have no warm comfortable arms to run to, mine feel cold.

One tear runs through my cheek, alone just like me.


I ran out of class happy, I got an A+ in my test.

I want to text my mom, it’s two in the morning at home.

I can’t call them now, I’m sad again.


Time could probably help me, he could erase my feelings.

But time laughs, it goes as slow as he can.

I feel like I’m going down the rabbit hole, falling without an end.


Time keeps running around me, luckily not against me anymore.

Little lights start to appear around me, they form a path.

Is not the bright yellow I used to have, but is something.


It’s a good something, lighting my inside.


The author's comments:

I’m currently living in Wisconsin, but I’m originally from the Basque Country in Spain. I moved here two months ago to study, I’m going to stay here for a year and I’m living with a host family. 


Since I moved, my social life has become a bit of a mess; my friends and family are now inside a screen for me, as well as seven hours ahead. It’s hard to find a moment to talk to them, or to know what they really want to say. Sometimes they tell me something and I really wish that I was there. I’m also afraid of losing my friends, because they continue with their life while I’m not there. 


I decided to use that feeling and exaggerate it in this poem, to be able to show it to other people. How it feels to suddenly have everyone you love as near as a phone call, but as far as seven hours, and 10,000km apart, with an ocean in the middle. 


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