Poetry Project
Victor B. 9-4
I Wish
I wish I had the ability to undo people's wishes that were meant to do harm
I wish I had infinite wishes
I wish I had a cool hat
I wish I had a hat that was cooler than the last one
I wish I had a rack to hold my hats
I wish I had a rack to hold the rack that holds my hats
I wish I had a sandwich
I wish I had a magic wand to make all my wishes come true
Gone in a Blaze
Merciless yet forgiving
It strikes relentlessly, causing insurmountable damage
But it can't ever feel that pain itself
So what do you do when it takes everything from you?
Do you spend the rest of your lifetime grieving
Or do you cause the pain to others so people can understand your struggle
End of the Road
Except something was wrong
He was enjoying it
He has suffered a terrible tragedy
All that he can recall is heat and ash
As felt nothing but hopelessness
He was coming to the edge
The edge of sanity and madness
Of life and death
He didn't choose life