in the style of Louise Glück’s “The Red Poppy,” by Destini Preisler, Class of 2015
That I am still
Oh, I have those; they
Consume me. I have
The weight of the world
On my shoulders, my feet
Stuck in place. I want to
Move, but I cannot. The
Sun singes my skin. The
Rain drowns my soul. The
Darkness engulfs me like a flame, attracted to gasoline.
Does no one see that I try so hard to stand,
But can only fall towards the ground?
I cannot see. Oh, my fellow observers,
Are you losing sight as well, watching blue and yellow,
Fade to black and grey? Because in truth,
I am dying now,
On my death bed. I speak
Because nothing matters in the end.
Destini is currently a student at Hofstra University majoring in Creative Writing and Journalism.