thoughtful poetry from a high schooler

frank hamrick posts this amazing poem written by a 15 year-old guy in his youth group:

this world has fallen in the past and is falling fast

im loosing my footing

are we falling as well

falling up to heaven or into a painful hell

is god even there? does god care?

depression, anger is god even aware?

we hate this life

to live is to die

“f*#& it” we say

we can’t live this lie

the only good times are when we get that high,that buzz,that sip,that puff

we feel so numb

so incomplete

there is no cold, there is no heat

we are weathered

“the best years of my life” they say but really, was it that way?

or are we just in a brand new age

the end of the beginning

the death of this beloved birth

the funeral of this god forsaken earth

so hopefully hopeless we move on day to day

we all take what comes our way

as we smile painfully crumbling into defeat

it sucks

but we have to move on

we end this funeral procession

getting out of our black clothes and black limousines

back into movies and magazines

we make it out of this age they call “teen”

we’ll forget this short sharp pain

like a splinter

and believe they really were the best years of our lives

but the pain is the only thing we share, dying to live living to die with
each other

and we know that all we have left are few things…

words

love

together we stumble, we fall

all this pain will be over but very much missed

and it will be time for others to get pissed

let them have their share of the age

and lets not forget it

we stumble into heaven but always remember hell

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