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Past Tense
Classrooms filled with unembellished textbooks
Palled minds of hundreds slumped into stiff chairs
Although the blandness got dull, it was comforting
Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months
And those months felt like years
Dragged feet along tile, heavy head kept low and silent
Crowded corners, whitewashed walls
Slamming lockers, wooden doors
The old school has too much past tense
That had felt like normality now nevermore
With a new change burned into soul
Possibilities of success once endless morphed into hate
And these memories stuck, left behind deep wounds
I thought I would break
Familiar friendships never needing rekindling exploded into flame
Staring into glowing embers, embers of their love
But my mind knew their love was fake
For them to relate to my pain was a terrible mistake
This foundation of safety once strong and sturdy
Crumbling and caving in
Instability lifting its unsympathetic arms, sweeping me off my feet
Dropped my body plummeting to the ground
Falling faster and faster I weep, for my old life is gone
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I wrote this poem for school inspired by Jimmy Santiago Baca's poetry. It's about what's going on in my life, how what once was is gone.