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Mornings
December 16, 2014
With a glimpse
You would notice
On her left
You would find some things
Some secrets
Some jackets
Some memories
All things that she was taught to need
You would learn that nights were meant for
Solitude-
A stripper, a waitress, a prostitute
Sleepless nights and scalding showers
Screaming matches
Helpless hours
On her right
Jaw clenched tight
When dawn breaks
She complains and wakes
Snatching clothes and stumbling,
Her hope for the day stood crumbling
Alone
A groan
Must check her phone
A life of relentless monotone
© Amy Z., Edmond, OK
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This is almost the eptiome of daily life as a teenager. Constantly dragging ourselves away from problems at home or with friends and family to school, where we exhaustingly numb our minds with memorizing test answers and questions that we will soon forget.