She clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in dying lands,
Abreast with the azure sky, she stands.
The broken land beneath her crawls;
She watches from her mountain halls,
And like a Dewdrop she falls.
Every Day The Same
Every day the same.
Every morning struggling to leave the bed.
Spending most nights wide awake staring off into space.
Into my own world, where I can change things.
A change of pace, a change of mind.
Every day the same.
I need a change, a desperate change.
From this monotony of life.
Can’t get out of bed, won’t get out.
Back to my world, work piling up.
No motivation, just exhaustion.
Too tired to care.
Every day the same.
Sleeping all day, awake all night.
A cycle I can’t escape.
I try my hardest to change
But I just end up in that worlds again.
A world I can change.
A world I can rest.
For as long as I need.
Every day the same.
But this one has changed.
Something feels different, I don’t know why.
Things going well, feeling in bliss.
Have I finally escaped the cycle?
Or is this just an intermission
Before the main show?
I should be happy.
The cycle is broken.
Yet why do I feel the paranoia creeping in.
That this is only fleeting.
That this will never last.
But I know that for now
I’m allowed be happy
Days go By
Days go by, seconds, minutes, hours, it dosnt matter
The virus keeps spreading
Things keep dying
What do the people do? They keep partying
They need fun and their mc chicken sandwhich
Not a thought to the cost, exept what comes out of their pocket
Flowers gone, trees gone, whole species wiped from existence
But humanity, it keeps growing
The cost is high, blood is spilt
But who cares once it’s not ours?
Not the people in charge
Humanity keeps growing,
Just like a virus
They’re stupid and drive me mad
They say to be accepting and deal you a bad hand
They show support through pretty posters
But behind the flags is colourful hatred.
We’ve been raised with these toxic assumptions,
Why are we so caught up on these stupid morals
You can be gay, but not to gay, be strong but not to strong.
Everybody’s struggles, not just the LGBTQ but everyone.
We all get assumptions placed on us but where are they coming from.
Who made them?
Who told the women only one man for life?
The men have be caught up in what they define as masculinity
Who told the boy he couldn’t love the other boys
The girls couldn’t be with other girls
The person born in the wrong body is just a cross-dressing perv
The non-binary are just attention seeking kids
So I’ll ask again, who made this up?
Why do we think the perfect adult is the child who was denied who they were?
He sat there, cramming all these new words into his head,
“It’s just another test”, that’s what they said
But as he struggles to keep up with the never ending stress,
Tears poured from his eyes, he knew he was a mess.
Early mornings, late nights, stuck in this internal fight,
More work, more mistakes, he doesn’t get any retakes,
Falling behind, his fault, his heart slows to a halt,
He no longer turns, he no longer tossed, too young, yet he still lost.
Another one, long gone.
The global pandemic has put us through this tough test,
So the government sent us home hidden from all the rest.
Heading into our 3rd lockdown is like living in a nightmare,
I wish I could wake up but yet the world is still full of despair.
So we are forced in a home like prison,
Yet everyday we see the cases have risen.
But we suffer through physically and mentally,
They advise us to live but how can we by acting so carefully.
As teenagers, we are meant to learn from our mistakes,
Yet the government doesn’t understand how much out of us it takes.
As the cases rise and fall,
I’m thankful that I have loved ones who stuck with me through it all.
The worlds gone to hell, the world’s full of hate.
Treating others bad, because they act a different way.
Hating others because of their sexuality or race.
“Oh it’s against my religion”, no it’s ignorance to blame.
Who cares about their gender, it doesn’t effect you anyway.
The world could be good, the world needs to be rearranged.
We can make a difference.
We can make a change.
Stare out the window
Everything is the same
Endless loop of the same day
I stay on mute cause I’ve nothing to say
Stare at the screen
What does it even mean
Whilst missing out on everything
I’m sick of this,
I’m tired of this,
Locked in my own room,
Locked in my own head,
Light shining through my window,
I want to succeed,
Do something productive with your life she says,
You only have one,
So live it however you want,
You can change it,
People looking down at me,
I’m not a child,
I have my own things to say,
I’m not you,
I’ll never be you,
You dream to be me,
But there’s only one me,
I don’t care what you think,
I don’t care about your opinion,
I don’t need your validation,
I don’t need you,
You gain some you drop some,
You win some you lose some,
Real ones stay,
Fake ones leave,
Everything happens for a reason,
Pain doesn’t last forever,
It will always go away,
Keep the ones that mean a lot to you,
Close to you,
If they’re really worth it you will fight for them,
But, you need to learn out to let them go.
As we all celebrated the new decade,
We had no idea of the mistake we had made
Over in china was a virus that could kill,
And we were in restaurants and pubs paying the bill
Then covid-19 hit us like hell,
And the government locked us away from civilisation like prisoners in a cell.
We all thought we would be back to life after a week or two,
But little did we knew the virus would continue to brew.
A year has passed and nothing has changed,
No school, work or sport, you’d think everyone is deranged
Which we are, well I can speak for myself,
And we are reaching for the snacks on the top shelf
Hopefully we can all go back to normality soon,
And go on a vacation, go out see the moon
So I’m asking you Covid to please go away
Cause I’m not planning to stay home one more day
Invading an untouched world at terminal velocity,
A vessel for exploration, christened “Curiosity”.
3,000 days spent roaming alien terrain,
Before succumbing to the dust on the dark desert plain.
Covid and my Life
Covid 19 has brought my life pain,
Sitting in my bed wanting for once to run down my lane
Bored out of my life without motivation or strife
With all the homework scarier than a knife
I hate sitting at home
So now I’m writing a poem
I’ve run out of ideas on what to write
So here’s a poem on of Covid and my life
I’m silent, I don’t speak
I just sit in my room waiting all week
I dread it, it’s like my skin isn’t my own
Just suck it up, don’t speak monotone
Agree with all the things you disagree with
Like going every weekend, like getting his lifts
He only wants you, but you can’t split up kids like the wedding gifts
Covid 19, I’m not too keen,
I can’t meet my friends, when will all this end,
It’s just not fair, I have to wear a mask everywhere,
A new Lockdown every week,
Restrictions and guidelines ache,
I know it’s all to be safe but I can’t help but wonder if it’s all fake.
School was hard enough but online it’s even worse,
Always need to hand sanitizer in my purse.
No trips or days out but assignment galore,
It’s not that fun anymore.
Summers round the corner,
And we’re getting no further.
When the restrictions drop
Hopefully we can begin a new crop.
Covid 19, I’m not too keen.
Like a Dirty Bin
Covid stinks like a dirty bin
Cant see my friend so I am all sad
And online classes are really bad
Teachers give u a lot of work that we do not give a duck about
I am going crazy trying to stay alive can’t go anywhere outside our 5km
Or to go see if our family is ok
Go for walks to keep me insane in the forest that I see everyday