I drive myself crazy,
with these thoughts in my head.
A tug-of-war ignites itself,
it lays waiting ahead.
Afraid to move forward,
and I know exactly why.
It’s this overwhelming wave of fear,
you’ll see it when I cry.
Those tears belong to someone else,
she looks at you sometimes.
I wish she would just go away,
maybe then I’ll be just fine.
I feel forced to push myself,
and pretend like she’s not there.
But I promise you she’ll follow me,
she’s with me everywhere.
As I read this back to myself,
it shall be an ongoing quest.
I know I’m strong enough to carry on,
but can I ever put her to rest.
Todays poetry contest submission was written by Shaylen Horner.
Do you think it could possibly be one of the best new poems of 2013?