Me: The Loss You Dare Not Reap

• Mika Lansley, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2018

I care not for reconciliation
Nor your ability to change,
and all I feel is hot blood
Running through my veins.

Forgiveness is but ashes,
Burning in your smoke.
I'm trying not to breathe it in
Lest I do I choke.

See, 4 years of haze and blaze
Have cut me down real deep.
And all you do is sit and watch
the loss you dare not reap.