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
shhhh
January 30, 2010
My lips clamp tight, my fingers clench
the splintery wood of the cold hard bench
To keep from touching, his soft warm skin
Instead I close up, instead I draw in
For how could he love me?
Him and all his glory
To see me as beautiful-
Damn this perpetual story
Of heartache and tears
And silly little fears
And prominent words unspoken
Of trying to put
Together my thoughts
That seem to get more and more broken`
© Rachel L., Elkhorn, NE
Similar Articles
Previous Next
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.
