Bad Things Always Come To An End

• Hannah Pierce, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2017

Everything had walked away from me
My parents, My Friends
Even my shadow has walked away
My heart felt as if it was drowning
In the pool of tears inside
As I look back there is an endless trail
An endless trail to misery
Then I look up storm clouds are above m
Rain starts pouring down
I have nowhere to go
It feels as if guns are aiming at me
And I have nowhere to run or hide
No one to turn to
Then she appeared, almost just like me
And in an instance, I knw she was the one
And from then on
My life turned a new leaf,
And my frown upside down