Why I stayed behind

I have stayed on this ship for as long as I could remember.
All I know is I got competitions this upcoming November.
I see more and more of my past companions leave ship and never come back. Honestly, what happened to our coyote pack. Even those like me that have stayed for years have grown tired of the same underachieving routine. Fresh blood comes and then goes, never leaving a mark on the pristine black boat. I don't understand why we can't achieve what our fellow ships have completed.
I guess our form art is not as we expected and followed a cycle of low determination. Why is it that the ship I choose thinking I could make a change, was the ship destined to sink like its 3 other ships. Only two ships
compete in this sea of music, why can't there be third. Thats why I stayed and pushed myself harder in hope of achieving the title of competitor for my ship. Yet that has not been possible, even when I stay. I have grown distressed over this rudimentary question of staying and going. I just am too determined to leave ship, having the ship loose its captain would further advance its sinking.
So I stay to further push my ship till my last day on the ship which follows me closely as summer is almost approaching. My schools Marching band is the ship, and the sea is my district, I am the captain at sea losing hope while still pushing through my final year of high school.

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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