Published by: Olivia
This poem was written by a young woman who was released 10 months ago. Last year, she published various poems in Hard Lessons, (“Your Terrible Daughter,” “The Only Lost Battle,” “So That You Don’t Know,” and “I Belong to a World of Solitude”) and now she lives with her dad and aunt and studying. She keeps in touch, she keeps writing, and she keeps impressing me with her simple and wise verses.
A While Ago
Camerón, 16 years old
A while ago now the sun hid itself
A while ago I stopped loving
A while ago I stopped crying
A while ago I stopped feeling
A while ago I stopped believing that love exists.
A while ago I stopped having a mother
A while ago I stopped having a father
A while ago I stopped having a sister
A while ago I exchanged my heart for a stone
A while ago I left behind that stuipid girl
That’s why I am who I am.
I am the picture, the painting,
Of all those people who one day broke my soul and lied to me.
It’s all I did.
But now I walk proudly,
Because everything in this life is trial and error.
Trial and error.
And I already made my mistakes.