"A drive with death," and "Breaking: a pair of poems

POETRY

Written by Anessa, MN, 16 yrs

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"A drive with death"

Headlights

blinding and glaring

As each car speeds down their lights speed

with them too

Making a painting filled with lights all moving in

their own separate ways

I walk out into this painting hoping to fix the

consent movement

Yet I find myself stuck in the constant loop

Soon it's my vision that begins to speed

Mixing with the cars and lights

And yet when I ask for help all i receive is the

honk of a horn and the skid of someone's tires

Floating in the mess of communication I find

myself sick and tired of this constant picture

I beg for the brush to stop its path

And to my prays it answers, simply stopping the speed

making me question if it even happened at all

Yet when I turn to the side I'm blinded by the

beaming lights that were once beautiful

"Breaking"

Nothing

Nowhere

No one

the cold feeling spreads through my soul

through my blood

running through my hair

wisping in my stomach

growing like tension in my feet

warming my palms, making them clammy

rippling in my eyes,

like a wave

clashing back and forth

and the rocks crash back

slowly crumbling, breaking, and falling

into those waves

leaving their place and running away

running away with the wave

running away with the truth

running away from reality

running away from me

as I stand alone on that island

with Nothing, Nowhere, and No one.