Love
I'm walking into a strange little town
and I see people hugging kissing and holding hands
all around me, because they're all with their special someone
where's my special someone
will they ever find
or will I just welt up
and die all alone
there's got to be someone
out there for me
so I'm searching shouting
Where are you
Are you ever going to find me
but atlas I finally found that special somebody
just to find out that they have terminal cancer
so I stay with them until they breath their final breath
so in the end I do wind up all alone
but at least I found them
and found the love of my life
Faith
One day I wake-up and find that
My body laying 5 feet below me
While I hover in the air
Looking down at my body
With a look of pure terror
And slight elation
But before I could figure out what
Was going my parents walked in
And let out a gasp of terror
I'm screaming at them
I'm right here
I'm fine
Please don't cry
After all I can't die yet
I have so many things left undone
And unsaid
So I can only have faith that they know
How much I care for them
And how much I love them
Gossip
I was walking down the hallways of my school
When suddenly people just stopped what they
Were doing and just stared at me
Like there was something on my face
So I brought my hands to my hands to my face
Only to find that there was nothing
As I walked passed a group of whispering girls
I heard, "Oh look that slut came to school today"
How could anyone say that about anyone
Especially if they didn't know them
But they probably are just saying that to make themselves
Feel better they're probably talking about themselves
But what if what they're saying is true
Then what would you do then
Would just ignore them
Or would you confront them about it
But what if the person who called you a slut
Witnessed the act
And what if the act wasn't consensual
What if it was forced
And the person who spread the rumor
Was the witness
What then…