poetry, i’m new here.

and not being able to make it to the end
without crying.

but oh, what it was to me,
a boy from the city,

to’ve found the safest place
to experience love,
pain, sorrow, and joy.

like before the world cut me
when i only knew its whispers.

everyone has a thing
that changes everything.

someone i once knew
introduced me to mine,

but everyone here already seems to know as much.

my classmate even rolled her eyes
when i said,

in blackwater woods.