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A Speck of Stardust Lost to the Wind
Have you ever thought you knew someone?
Their darkest secrets
all the way to their bones?
Then they said something
you didn't think they'd say
and it turns you inside-out?
You feel all dark already,
but now you're even more so
plethoras of days on end.
And no one notices
that you're not feeling okay
they keep pushing and pulling you apart
with mean words they sarcastically say
In a teasing way?
And you just want to cry
Can't they hear the sigh in my voice?
The tiredness
under my eyes?
The eyes that are also red-rimmed
from unfallen tears?
I wouldn't have cared
if she just hadn't figured out my clues
I would've thought it was cute.
What hurt me was
she already knew
yet she feigned ignorance
and kept flirting
making me think
there was hope
that's what made me mad
and sad
and lonely
for if a girl so wonderful
coould do something so spiteful
to someone already
so filled with dark thoughts
who gave her heart
to someone who handed it back
full of splinters
made me think
why?
Why must the world
keep beating back against me
haven't I faced my demons enough times?
I just want a break from it all.
I had showed my tru self,
something I rarely do,
to a girl I liked
but
I
don't
know
why
I
thought
she
liked
me
too.
Haven't
I
learned?
There wil never be a place for me
the Outcast
Queer
Smart
Reading
Depressed
Angry
Misunderstood
Messed-up
me.
My walls are slowly closing in
I'm out, so why does it feel
like I'm in a closet?
Or a room
padding lining the encloser.
Just one step to freedom
to leave this cage forever
but I always falter
always fall.
The stroemisn't over
it's only just begun
and everythings in shades of gray
no colors left
dark only darker.
Any spark i'm given
quickly snuffed out
Those words you've told me a hundred times?
I've told myself a thousand.
I promised I'd never cry
in front of someone else
but you saw
and you only brought questions
questions I don't have answers for yet.
Don't follow me
you'll only get sucked into my whirpool of spiraling thoughts
which leads to the darkest lands
and I wouldn't want you to do that for me.
Instead,
let me go
I'm one in seven million
I'm no one
I never will be
I've chosen my path
Let me walk it alone
Another speck of stardust lost to the wind.
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This is for all of you out there who think you're just another speck of stardust lost to the wind. I know you've probably heard this a million times, but I'll say it again. Your story matters becaus you matter. This poem is about a girl who let her dark thoughts get the best of her when she finally lets teh world see her rainbow colors, and she gets rejected. She showed the girl she likes all parts of her, the ones she'd never shown anyone before. Let's call Poem Girl's crush N for now. Anyway, Poem Girl gets N to guess her crush, so she gives clues about her crush to N. Peom Girl thinks that N can't guess her crush, but when Poem Girl tells N that her crush is N, N first claims that she never knew, but she then sends Poem Girl a poem explaining that she did know and that she was sorry for leading her on, but Poem Girl's feelings wern't reciprocated. Poem Girl, already dealing with depression and the weight of not beloning with her slightly homphobic faimly who keeps pushing her to be hetero, dives into her depression further, always feeling upset and sad becuase she knows no one will ever love her. Not her parents, not anyone she ever crushes on, no one. Except, someone does try to get close. Let's call him E. E loves poem girl like a sister, and he tries to get close, but Poem Girl, to lost in her head and depression, pushes him away, afraid she'll hurt him too. Now there's a casm between everyone she loves, yet nothing can fill it. I made this poem for National Mental Health Month because I know what it feels like to be drowning in thoughts, yet no one can see. Please, reach out to someone. They will help you feel better. Happy National Mental Health Month. Peace out and keep writing!
-The Masked Writer