Silenced Potential

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Taken...

Gone...

Shattered...

Silenced...

I blithely gazed into what I would become...

Oh, how I was so young...

I had it locked in my arms and branded in my mind...

I was one with potential...

The potential of an infinite realm...

It was not measured by how much I could be like the others...

Never measured in how close I could be to low standards...

It was measured in possibilities of how I could succeed...

It was measured in how many years ahead of me I was...

It was measured in true wisdom...

Words on a paper rushed through my mind...

Processed and were written in record time...

Twenty minutes passed and it was complete...

But I was grasped and hindered by the hands of defeat...

They all stopped me, hindered me...

Discouraged my speed...

They told me that I went too fast...

And that I should stop and take heed...

They forced away the speed...

They forced it to fade...

If I refused...

It would show in my grade...

They silenced my potential...

They shattered my skill...

I could no longer finish in time...

I lost at their own will...

The grade was the same...

Whether I sped through or not...

But when father time aged...

The past reflected quite on spot...

True standards came...

Came with a time...

To be broken..

Before the chime...

I was slowed from my past...

Poisoned at a young age...

The clock ticked away...

As I was stuck on every page...

Where was that potential...?

What happened to my speed...?

It was taken away and silenced...

Silenced at my teachers' needs...

If they had not done this...

Not silenced what I had...

I could have had it all...

Money for education post title of grad...

How could they do this...?

How could this be...?

They did not think...

That they would silence me...

I write with regret...

Not of the present, but of the past...

How could my potential...

Be shattered with a horrid crash...?

I cannot tell this to a teacher...

Such words cannot be heard...

But forever was my potential...

Silenced with the falsest of word...

 

 

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