Alrighty so I am DEFINITELY not a poetry whiz... or whatever you want to call them. I'm only 16 and I wrote these because I had to for school. They're all kind of depressing, but my teacher told me to reach down inside myself and write about some kind of deep emotion. Right now I'm going through a tough time missing someone so this is what I came up with. I haven't really spent a lot of time on these so it's def. no Tennyson or Whitman or nothing. 
Thanks a lot! 
<3<3<3
xoxoxo
NUMERO UNO:
With a tear stained face,
I wait in agony for the beginning of a new day.
Not wanting to close my eyes,
for I know what my dreams will hold.
I slowly exhale as the sun breaks over the horizon,
and it all begins again.
Whoever said that with a new day comes
new strengths and thoughts?
I find myself weaker each morning.
And no matter how hard I try,
my thoughts never leave you.
How can a new day be a good thing
when it’s just one more day spent
without you?
NUMERO DOS:
Afraid
To look up meet
Your gaze
For I know how it’s beauty
Paralyses me
I listen as people whisper behind closed doors
I hear they’re snickering
Saying that it’s wrong
That it’s foolish
But as I cast a glance
Into endless possibilities
Suddenly the world becomes a blank sheet of paper
I cannot hear anything
Except for the beat of your heart
The world is at peace
And I know
I am finally home
NUMERO TRES:
Pouring out with all
My heart
Into a stone
Trying to pierce it
But finding that no matter how hard
I try
It will not break
It will not let me in
It is nothing but
Cold
Hard
Brutal stone
And that will never change
Thanks again!!
Thanks a lot! <3<3<3xoxoxo
NUMERO UNO:
With a tear stained face,
I wait in agony for the beginning of a new day.
Not wanting to close my eyes,
for I know what my dreams will hold.
I slowly exhale as the sun breaks over the horizon,
and it all begins again.
Whoever said that with a new day comes
new strengths and thoughts?
I find myself weaker each morning.
And no matter how hard I try,
my thoughts never leave you.
How can a new day be a good thing
when it’s just one more day spent
without you?
NUMERO DOS:
Afraid
To look up meet
Your gaze
For I know how it’s beauty
Paralyses me
I listen as people whisper behind closed doors
I hear they’re snickering
Saying that it’s wrong
That it’s foolish
But as I cast a glance
Into endless possibilities
Suddenly the world becomes a blank sheet of paper
I cannot hear anything
Except for the beat of your heart
The world is at peace
And I know
I am finally home
NUMERO TRES:
Pouring out with all
My heart
Into a stone
Trying to pierce it
But finding that no matter how hard
I try
It will not break
It will not let me in
It is nothing but
Cold
Hard
Brutal stone
And that will never change
Thanks again!!