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Residue of a Nightmare
December 6, 2023
Three years ago I left that school
'Cause it was time for me
To be myself, to be a fool, to
Live imperfectly. Before
I left, I played pretend.
I didn't keep a single friend.
But my old choir won't
Relent. Ringing in
My ear as I frolic
Down the empty midnight
Street. The organ screams
With jealous eyes. The moonlight
Beams don't harmonize.
Who knew goodbyes could be
So sweet? Broken friendships.
No Retreat.
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I wrote this piece as I reflected on the friendships I lost when I changed schools. The change was necessary, but sometimes I wonder if I should have stayed friends with some of my former classmates.