Tag Archives: Teenage Writing

3000 Miles – A Poem

Another forgotten poem – this one seems to be about a high school crush? Maybe? I recognize that those following my writing may be sick of seeing these. I will be trying to mix this up more.

I don’t remember the context of this poem. While going through this folder of old poems this one stuck out to Jacob – potentially because it meant something to him when he read it. Maybe it will mean something to you too.

Going through long distances relationships that don’t work out is hard. As we grew up we both experienced this and perhaps that’s the chord it hit.


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3000 Miles

I don’t know what else to say
You’re over 3000 miles away
A heart can stretch great distance yet
A heart can get lonely, like anyone gets

A simple crush, then turned down hope
Nothing settles you, I’ll have to cope
You’ll never have to hear from me again
I’ll disappear because I love you, my friend

This betrayal is tearing me apart
At least I was honest, but then again you aren’t
I hear things about you from other people
The lies I’ve heard make me scream

I don’t understand everything that’s happening
All I know is that I love you
And I’ve given up on everyone and everything
Good bye, take care, I love you

That’s all you need to hear.


Thank you for taking the time to read this poem today! Have you ever found any of your old writing? What did you think of it? What do you think of this one? I’d love to hear in the comments!

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Three Forgotten Poems On Life

Three more forgotten poems to share from 2000 – 2005. Please let me know if you enjoy these and which ones you enjoy most and if you have any interesting interpretations.


Black And White

Life is not in Black and White
Just many shades of Grey
Seasons change with every sun
Life is just that way


A Cold Sunday Morning

Lofty fellow in lofty bed
He slept so well, himself, he said
Then looking back beneath the sheets
His body remained; he claimed, “it cheats.”


Nature

The most beautiful sound
Rustle of leaves
Blue sky above
Twitter of birds;
Behold all one ever needs


Thank you for taking the time to read these today! Have you ever found any of your old writing? What did you think of it? What do you think of this one? I’d love to hear in the comments!

If you’d like to see more of my forgotten poetry, please like, comment, and/or share this post. It helps me know what content my readers are most interested in seeing, so I can better know what to share here.

My Guitar – A Poem

This forgotten poem is likely from later in high school, 2005 – 2007. Let me know if you have any interesting interpretations in the comments 🙂

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My Guitar

As I run my fingers across the strings
I feel a spirit move in me
It brings a force out of my hands
An uncontrollable beat to be set free
And it feeds: off my soul and eternal needs
As I allow it to echo through the chamber
This seemingly pure instrument through which it breeds


Thank you for taking the time to read this poem today! Have you ever found any of your old writing? What did you think of it? What do you think of this one? I’d love to hear in the comments!

If you’d like to see more of my forgotten poetry, please like, comment, and/or share this post. It helps me know what content my readers are most interested in seeing, so I can better know what to share here.

Now You’re Gone – A Poem

From the forgotten poems circa 2000 – 2005. This one looks to be on the topic of teenage angst. This one was selected by Jacob from the stack.

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Now You’re Gone

It’s like smiling
When there’s the lump
In my throat

It’s like crying
Alone, Day after Day
No one will see

It’s like lying
All those words
You said to me

And it’s loving
Every minute act
That says you still care

It’s running away
As to not bother you
And sitting alone

It’s fearing you
Yelling at me
Screaming how I’m wrong

It’s watching you kiss
Hold this other girl
And me pretending

It’s pretending
I’m fine with it
And I’m your friend

It’s facing the fact
No matter the love
I feel for you

I’ll never get you back.


Thank you for taking the time to read this poem today! Have you ever found any of your old writing? What did you think of it? What do you think of this one? I’d love to hear in the comments!

If you’d like to see more of my forgotten poetry, please like, comment, and/or share this post. It helps me know what content my readers are most interested in seeing, so I can better know what to share here.