This is an assignment for school, so forgive the rigid stanzas. We were tasked with writing a poem about a place we have strong emotions associated with. I've been at the same school for ten years, and next year, my classmates and I will have to go to different high schools. Me, being the rebel I am, am writing something the exact opposite.
The school classroom is empty.
Lone desks and bare chairs haunt me.
Echoes of shrill voices still sting my ears.
The chalk dust lands on my tongue.
I gag, remembering my years.
Ten years I've sat,
A decade of that,
and what will I have gained?
remorse, regret, a dash of happy,
a couple friends and a heart, pained.
The feeling is different when I'm here alone.
Few people are only a tap away on my phone.
I should feel something at all I see,
a ghost of longing or sadness?
Instead, I'm empty.