She has held on to this “finally” for far too long
Finally, at last,
with the start of a new grade,
friends flocked
as her reality stay buried.
Overdosing on that feeling,
the feeling she so desperately had chased,
her truth died.
Finally, at last,
with the garnering of friendships,
laughs radiated
as her happiness dulled.
Gathering those talks,
bonds that replaced her old friend,
her shelves were full.
Finally, at last,
surrounded by the queens of the hierarchy,
her hunger was satisfied
but her soul was not.
Intoxicated by that high,
one rivaling the sugar rushes,
her eyes reflected the addiction.
Finally, at last,
no longer alone in the corner,
she abandoned her friend
for the flock.
Distracted by the attention,
finally tangible and positive,
she was unaware of the next coming.
Lynlee is a senior and is starting her final year in the midst of all this COVID-19 chaos, which is fitting for her strange luck. Room 139—home to The...