All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
This Is Why
May 30, 2012
Here in this moment,
hope is small and weak.
Sadness is salt in my wounds.
It's in the blood that runs through my veins.
Words fill the air,
but their meaning is lost to the wind and they dissolve
into nothingness.
My life is a muddled memory,
dreams of colors, faces and worlds far away.
But I can't tell them apart anymore.
I see my future in front of me,
I reach out,
but it's only a puff of smoke,
here one second,
gone the next.
© Carly M., Hopedale, MA
Similar Articles
Previous Next
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.
