A Point in My Life

-Zero-
I’ve gotten to a point
A weird point in my life.
Weeks and months have gone by
Enveloped in darkness
But today, it’s different
A door was opened
And light pierces my weak eyes
What ever fate had in store for me
Today, would be realized
I crawl towards the door,
The light intensifies and burns
But I push through the pain,
Making it to the door
Breath caught in my throat
I can’t contain my tears
Two strange men surround me
As a young woman looks on.
I’m finally free,
I’m alive.


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-Two-

I’ve gotten to a point
A weird point in my life.
My legs carry me,
My voice defends me.
Everyday, the world gets bigger
And I can’t wait to explore it
I think I’m going mad
I see things others cannot.
They’re not bad though,
One of them is my friend.
Jonathan’s his name
As far as I’m concerned,
He’s the only friend I’ll ever need
Everyday, I’m learning.
I’m alive.


-Seven-

I’ve gotten to a point
A weird point in my life.
School has been hell,
People don’t seem to like me.
They’ve called me many things,
Freak, Weirdo, Monster, Creep
And maybe they’re right.
Everyday, the same routine.
Class, Lunch, Beatdown, Lunch
But today, it was different
A girl, new girl
Saved me from the monsters.
Held my hand and wiped my tears.
Jasmine’s her name
As far as I’m concerned,
She’s the only friend I’ll ever need.
With her, I’m free
I’m alive.


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- Nine -
I’ve gotten to a point
A weird point in my life.
I’m learning to cope,
At least I think so.
A long year has passed,
The longest thus far.
Water still scares me,
Fills me with tears that overflow
Pools reflect her emerald eyes,
Muddy lakes revive her hair,
The paper I write on,
Her tender skin I miss so dearly.
Everyday, I write
Immortalize my memories,
Her memories
On paper, she’s free
She’s alive
-Fourteen-
I’ve gotten to a point
A weird point in my life
Freshman
Fresh meat
My style’s changing
I’ve got a beat.
This thing’s getting easy
Making new friends
Acing my grades.
Everyday, I’m getting ahead
I’m making my path
And no matter what
I’m blazing it.
My time has come
I’m free to do as I please,
I’m alive.




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-Sixteen-
I’ve gotten to a point
A weird point in my life
I wake up
Day after day
Nervous, Tired, Scared
Nothing bad,
Least I don’t think so.
I think I’m
Well I am
In love.
The feelings are there
Butterflies? Check
Muddled mind? Check
Everlasting terror of never being good enough?
Check, Check, Check.
The longer I think,
The more I know,
I’m Alive.

-Nineteen-

I’ve gotten to a point,
A weird point in my life.
I feel myself weaken,
Getting tired, broken.
I haven’t seen my friends,
Friends, Friends, Friends,
in weeks, months,
Months, Months, Months.
I’ve skipped class again
Can’t remember which one.
My cello awaits my touch,
The only thing I can handle.
It asks me, begs me,
“Help me speak”
Hours later,
Fingers bleeding,
Arm cramping,
Back is stiff,
But I can keep playing,
Playing, Playing, Playing
Letting its voice ring,
Speaking for us both.
Missing class again,
I don’t care.
I’m learning my own thing.
I reach a crescendo,
I push it hard.
Tears start flowing,
I’m in pain and didn’t know it
But no one can know
With this mask
I’ve created an illusion,
One where they think,
I’m alive.







-Twenty-
I’ve gotten to a point
A weird point in my life.
My pen bleeds on paper
My memories flood me
I choke back tears
I choke back laughter
The ups, the downs
Every path, choice
Fork in the road
Has led me here
To this desk
Pen in hand
Immortalizing my memories
Their memories.
On paper, they’re alive
On paper, I’m alive
In this endless universe,
We’re alive