Hop of Faith
there drifts away my life
feeling like a stabbing knife
I don't know where i go
and it hurts ever so
i sit here thinking
as my mind continues leaping
no one sees what's going on
so sometimes i think I'm already gone
and some friends left
floating away on a small raft
while some grew closer
but some are on their own roller coaster
and no one can blame them at all
for life is not always that tall
and one day we will be nothing
will we even ever be a something?
life is short, not enough time
sometimes it feels like a sour lime
and we don't know who's next to die
so we need to take this chance to fly
we are really all one
and we might not all be done
but some people are sitting there
not even knowing where
and no one sees how much they are hurting
so they all just sit there sorting
and what are they really sorting?
they say their life but do they even know?
and i know how it hurts ever so
so lets all just hold on to at least one dream
we can hold it tight with even one small seam
because we can all be strong
even if it feels really wrong
I'm still figuring out the meaning of life
but somehow that feels okay
About the Author:
Audrey is a 14 year old girl from Massachusetts. She loves writing poetry and short stories, and reading Stephen King. She enjoys playing her flute in band, dancing/singing in show choir, acting in theater, and camping on the weekends!