I’m wandering around, Lost with no sense of direction. I hear the voices surrounding me. I try to walk towards them, But I keep on getting lost. I want to find my way back, But there are other voices driving me away. I don’t know if it’s worth going to those nice, comfortable voices If the mean ones are going to be there. I know we’re supposed to love all people, But how can you love someone who spouts lies and horrible words? I want to go back, But I don’t think I can. All I can do is stand there in an open plain. All living things are dead and the wind is making a deathly howl. The hot tears are streaming down my face. All I want is to just collapse on the ground. I just want all of this to go away. I want these voices to fade away. My fingers are tearing at my hair, The voices are getting louder and louder. And then everything’s quiet. I open my eyes and look around. Everything is so quiet and peaceful. The flowers are blooming and the howling wind is now a gentle breeze. I’m still alone, But at least I’m alone in peace. All of the voices have gone, And now I can rest. *This poem was written when I was in 8th grade.