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School Halls

February 3, 2016
By kaytober BRONZE, Valley Stream, New York
kaytober BRONZE, Valley Stream, New York
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From a miserable, but safe haven

we approach a door

where the impressions diverge. 

Where most find delight in leaving

but there is always one

who feels the anxiety.

 

A farewell to the miserable, but safe haven

means a welcome never ending arms on either side.

Hypnotized in a recurring nightmare

during the day. 

But there's no escape, no snap of a finger.

This is the reality for minutes, between hours, 

everyday, for years. 

 

Peering below to avoid falling into humiliations trap

it's unavoidable.

In this abyss,

overlooking clowns and spectators 

as they overlook.  

Trying not to draw attention

Now the attention is on me.

 

A search for someone familiar,

someone to be a comforting safe haven

for the time being,

i'm alone. 

Alone, until i am miserable, but safe again.


The author's comments:

Most students don't like the idea of school, but in addition to that, being in the hallway between class periods is unnerving to me.  I tend to exaggerate scenarios that will most likely not happen, and i can't get out of my own head.  I wish I could be able to walk without fear, but classrooms where I won't embarrass myself are my "miserable, but safe haven."


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