Dreading War

• Giada Colangelo, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2022

Today is the day, the day I have to go
The day where I will surely be in woe
Is it only me, only me who is afraid?
Afraid that tomorrow I might be in the grave?
I tell myself everything will be okay
And I will surely come home to stay
But I know deep, deep down
I can’t get out, I’ll surely drown
I’m caught in a trap, a trap too large to escape
I know I made a big, big mistake
But I can’t change it, no, not today
I can’t hide, not even run the other way
Because this is out of my control
It’s something that is eating me whole
But as it gets closer, I’ll hope once more
That I shall surely survive the war