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Raindrops in the Snow
June 29, 2021
Where people come and go
Like raindrops in the snow
They stay for mere seconds
And leave, but another one beckons
And for a moment I grasp the illusion
Of belonging- but of course it's a delusion
Raindrops trickle through your fingers
And only emptiness lingers
And the someday isn't enough
But if I pretend nobody can call my bluff
Brief belonging is all I have
And though it can't stave
The loneliness constant
I may be despondent
But I can belong in my head
The thought drops my stomach like lead
Belonging I can borrow
But I cannot hold raindrops from the snow
© Bree D., Melbourne, FL
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SparrowSun ELITE said...
on Oct. 18 2021 at 9:26 pm
I have friends right now, and I can't stop asking when they'll leave and I'll be alone again. I wonder how many times I can take before I do something stupid like close myself off to humans entirely(actually that's a good plot. is this what my life is? inspiration for plots? I don't really mean that I'm just in a weird mood. I should just be happy and enjoy socialness while I have it.)
SparrowSun ELITE said...
on Jul. 16 2021 at 5:32 pm
online friends are the way to go there.
I'm not homeschooled, I've only been for 2 years(8 grades apart), but I don't fit in and I don't have many irl friends.
i would suggest not reading a poem I wrote called let me tell you a story because if you will almost certainly explode and then you'll have to worry about what your parents think when they find you dead.
I'm not homeschooled, I've only been for 2 years(8 grades apart), but I don't fit in and I don't have many irl friends.
i would suggest not reading a poem I wrote called let me tell you a story because if you will almost certainly explode and then you'll have to worry about what your parents think when they find you dead.
I know, like, right? There are times when I hate being homeschooled because I feel the world passing me by while I'm stuck up in my room or playing with my parents. No belonging for me. I hate to hurt my parents' feelings, but I just can't understand them and they just can't understand me. So I cut myself clean from my fake self that often exists around them. At least for a little while. Sooner or later I'll come back, discontented but numbing it with laughter at dumb jokes. If I cut myself off from my parents and refuse to do anything with them again, I will be free from what they think of me, but I will be so alone because I have hardly anyone besides them to turn to. All this has gone on too many times and too silently. Real self upstairs, fake self downstairs. Oh I've got to leave now if they want me to have their goodnight ritual. I'm sorry.
another real poem. wow its like a broke a dam and now reality is exploding from it.
i wanted to toy with 'where people come and go; like raindrops in the snow' because it has potential. it was from a trash poem that was written by accident when I wasn't fully conscious. but those lines had potential.