What happens in high school in 2019

Thu, 02/07/2019 - 13:13 -- regana

I hear shots after shots, I go run in fear.

I know someone is in my school, I don't feel safe here.

I came to school today wanting to feel safe,

But it seems as if I can’t catch a break.

Something's not right, I feel it in my heart.

People are dying, families being torn apart.

Stop following this trend, it is not cool,

To bring a gun killing your classmates at school.

I want to go home, I’m not feeling right.

Starting to cry, trying to cope with my fright.

I call my mom to tell her I love her,

I can’t tell her I am safe yet because I am not sure.

People are in trouble, I don't want to see,

But my friends could be out there, I know they need me.

This has been happening too often, we need to get it fixed.

I’m relieved I’m okay for now, but my feelings are mixed.

The gunman is coming, I hear him get close,

I’m disgusted he would do this, he is so gross.

My palms are getting sweaty, it’s hard to stay calm,

I begin to cry, I might not make it home to my mom.

I go to find cover as fast as I can,

He's killing innocent people, was that always his plan.

I’m hiding in a closet, staying quiet and still,

This is real life, and it’s definitely not a drill.

I knew this would happen, it was just a matter of time,

How many kids have to be murdered for it to have crossed the line.

No one has done anything to make schools a better place,

It’s the mental illness that's a problem, no one wants to embrace.

I don't have a problem with the gun laws we have now,

But unsteady people are getting them somehow.

Americans are naive and hiding from the truth,

But mental illness in common within the youth.


This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world


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