LITERARY MAGAZINE
LONELINESS BY ISA HARO 8C Alone. Alone in the darkness and in the shadows, Alone with your tears and your broken heart, Alone with the thoughts that'll drive you insane, We are all alone. Numb. Running away from happiness, Because the fear has won the battle, And you're too scared to be hurt again, And be left alone, With your numbness, in the shadows. A demon. Loneliness is a demon. A ghost that travels through human and soul, Taking with it all that was left, Leaving the soul alone with the demons, And no one there to break its fall.
COLEGIO AMERICANO/7TH AND 8TH GRADE/2011-2012
A song. A bittersweet melody that always leaves you wanting more, A broken-hearted bird laying in the floor, Singing what's left of it's heart out, Crying its eyes out until its tears have run dry, Its soul soaring from its body, leaving it wanting more. A butterfly. A lonely butterfly. Never taking wing, Or learning how to fly. "If I cannot fly let me sing", But its wings are broken far beyond repair, And its voice has been caged. It will never ever sing. A joke. Life is just one big joke. Sarcasm and irony. And we're all alone, laughing if we're able to appreciate Or wasting one good joke,
By worrying too much about all the casualties, When we could be enjoying the one good real joke. Tomb. They're carving me a tomb. And by the time they're done, I won't be able to see it. I'll be looking from the inside, Back inside my mother's womb, Side by side with destiny, Alone again inside my tomb. Alone. And your heart drops into your stomach. And your emotions are drained. And tears fill your eyes. But you're to shy and weak to show, That you've already gone insane. Alone. Alone in your heartache. Alone in the shadows. Alone fighting the demons And warding off ghosts.
Esteban Martin Santa Maria 8A Alone. Waiting for the time to pass. Alone inside the looking glass. Alone in the darkness, In your little white room. Waiting to be found Waiting for the wound To heal on it's own. You are alone. Forever alone.