This is a poem I wrote in the 8th grade for the schools literary magazine. It was my first real poem. Hope you like.

VORTEX

There's some original things that keep runnin' through my mind . . . .

I feel like falling to sleep
I feel like falling deep into
Into a river of silent roses

My heart will break when he weeps
I want to rage like fire and shed a tear
I want to swing mad with a sword to hide any fear

The pain I feel is just too heavy to wear
And it's way too heavy for me to wear

I'd rather fall into a vortex than carry the pain
I'd rather fall into a vortex than stand in the rain
I wait for the vortex to pull me in
I'll wait because I'll never win

Days go by
And I still cry
Though I try to fly
My eyes stay dry

There's so many things I fear
And it makes it hard for me to hear

I miss the one that I kept so near
For I lost him in the midst of fear

And I can't get him back because he's been
taken away
I long for the day when he'll come my way

I miss him; that's all I have to say
Just listen; don't drive me away

I'd rather fall into a vortex than carry the pain
I'd rather fall into a vortex than stand in the rain
I wait for the vortex to pull me in
I'll wait because I'll never win

I'm angry, I'm glad, I'm happy, I'm sad
It stops right there and my world goes bad
My world goes dry and I can't even fly
I'd rather fall over and cry