The Only Truth, Uncovered Poem of My Youth
Tuesday, August 17, 2010 at 11:13AM I'm going through older and newer things, in packing and reorganizing my life. Below is a poem that I came across. I wrote it at the age of eleven. Although it doesn't sound like the typical voice of an eleven-year-old, I can verify it from several people I let then read it. ;-) (I say that not because I think the quality of the poem is great, but because of its voice.) I misused a few of those words, as I was just learning them and eager to use all my new words. Also, it does seem a bit self-pitying, but there were some reasons why.
"The Only Truth"
by Robin, Age 11
You lay there crying through the night.
Nobody sees your desperate plight.
Torture and putting down, it's all they're giving.
I honestly don't see the point in living.
Nobody sees your desperate tears.
No, nobody even hears.
Nobody hears your desperate cries
To reach above your miseries to the skies.
Indeed, it is a lost world when....
When there is not one true friend.
Everyone deserts you in evil mock.
You just wish a kindred spirit at your heart would knock.
The ones whom you trusted left you in desperation.
Destruction seems everyone's destination.
Blasphemy, mockery, hurting, failure all persist.
When does all the acrimony cease to persist.
Joy and love and pleasure were long ago diminished.
If only all the hurting would be finished.
Indeed, it is a lost world when....
When there is not one true friend.
Others get joy out of seeing you suffer.
Your world really could not get any tougher.
Someday, we shall make all those who have hurt you pay.
Then, for the whole world. that shall be Doomsday.
Others lay upon you vicissitude.
Couldn't one person have a loving attitude?
Songs and dreams are the only things they can't decapitate.
Self-esteem and silver linings are already victims of their decimate.
Indeed, it is a lost world when....
When there is not one true friend.
Times when there is hurt and things are melancholy,
These times have only to pay you with umbrage for the jolly.
When things can't get more reprobate,
Fruition will come in time of need and will no longer be late.
Just look straight ahead above youth dejection.
One day you shall be tops in the election.
Trust me with this, and you, too, will find
Happiness and love will not be far behind.
Indeed, it is no lost world when...
There is hope for just one true friend.
