Poems I Wrote In 8th Grade: Part 1

Have fun reading these masterpieces! Not. Don't worry, I don't write poetry anymore.

Tiny (On a Solar Scale)

On a planet, floating there

into space and lacking air

I see you, do you see me?

Tiny specs of galaxy.

Yes, we know

But we don't try

Should we go

or stay and die?

Microscopic

Not a care

Oh so fragile

without air

Missing you

I cannot breathe

You're not here

not holding me

I had my doubts

but still I stayed

I dealt with every

game you played

Now I'm alone

seeing stars

going fast

and going far

Past the moon

and onto mars

badly hurting

from your scars

No one holds me

no one tries

no ties to Earth

away I fly

I feel so small

as if in space

I crash and crawl

cover my face

I once did love you

Venus knows

but you're of Mars

away you go

We fight

I cry

It's fight

or fly

In space we are

I matter not

worthless flesh

a tiny dot

I really did

I tried to stay

but without you

I float away

I felt so strong

at least I thought

I was so wrong

no, never, not

Across the Milky way

through the sun

I wanted love

not wrongful fun

I'm here with you

but long to go

out into space

where no one knows

I try so hard

to cry and scream

but whining

never solved a thing

That blank expression

on your face

says it all

I can't escape

Yes, microscopic

within space

-Jamie Gonzalez (1/10/12)

Poetry's obviously my calling. Noooooooooot. ♥