17

by Sangofan4ever

This is a poem I wrote for my Honors Lit class. It made me think of Shilo while writing it so I made it about her. It mainly her somewhere alone letting the events of the day of the Opera sink in.

11-28-2011

"17"

I feel as if I'm in a tomb.

I've never gotten a chance to feel the rain.

I had but one chance to bloom.

I'll never have that chance again.

Something told me that I was gonna make it.

Why I thought so...I really don't know.

I was naive, I must admit.

So now I take my bow.