Pain

You’re hurt, I can’t say why

But I still see the strong pain.

It’s in your eyes.

You’ve been hit,

You’ve been teased,

You’ve been locked up underneath.

I can help.  Tell me how.

My love will come around.

Tell me what I can do

and I will do it for you.

             Chanise Bruggink, 8^th grade

This Little Fishy

How long must I wait

for this lil’ fishy to catch my bait.

Sweet is the sorrow

I’ll catch the fish by tomorrow

or forevermore I will wait.

              Zach Lyons, Al Murphy,

              Josh Morales, 8^th graders

Dreams Can Be The Enemy

Dreams can be the enemy

like a dream gone bad.

You’re tossing and turning

and can’t get away.

You’re running and running,

but still the enemy is

behind you.

You try screaming,

but nothing comes out.

At this point, you are frightened.

You do everything to wake up.

Then you realize…

you’re not dreaming.

You are awake.

               Jasmine Trudell, 8^th Grade

Please Help!

Listen here, Mister Teacher,

I tell you there is something wrong.

Most know, but won’t admit

even though they’ve seen him get hit.

He shouldn’t have to live and suffer;

his home is not a place I’d like to be.

Listen here, Mister Teacher,

I tell you there is something wrong.

I promised not to tell his secret,

but I can’t hold it in any more.

I fear for his life.  It is in danger.

No one is strong enough to help.

Listen here, Mister Teacher,

I tell you there is something wrong.

He needs someone there for him

in order to stay strong.

           Mary Asma, Becca Arentsen,

           Cheyenne Dutter, Alex Ford

My Darkness

My darkness.  You are the sun.

My anger.  You are my joy.

My pain.  You are my healer.

My worries.  You are my comfort.

My obstacles.  You are my answer.

My darkness.  You are the sun.

        Jackie Bruggink, Tyler Garcia

       Abi von Heimburg, Alex Isken

Voices

Necessary voices echo

like a lost voice at sea.

No one will listen.

No one will hear.

Echoing voices are lost forever.

                   Tim Buser, 8^th grade

Dreams Can Be The Enemy

The monsters scaring.

The everlasting running.

You try to get away

    but you grow slower

    and they gain speed.

Your screams

    are not even heard

    from the outside world.

In a blink of an eye

    you awake

        again

    and no longer

are you by the enemy.

          Brittni Emperley, 8^th grade

Friends

One is there to tell you it’s okay.

One is there to walk just with you.

One is there to be your friend

   on and off to show you

   what the hard times are like.

One is there to show you the truth

   and then they’re gone.

Others just stay for a little while

   then they leave you crying,

   but all these friends

   will stay in your heart.

                  Chanise Bruggink, 8^th grade

My Dreams

Like an icy hill, my dreams

slip away quickly into the cold darkness.

Into a deep, deep sleep

they awaken with the morning light.

             Carina Deppiesse, Aly Stockero

               Erika Meinen, 8^th graders

Dreams

Dreams can be the enemy

The darkness surrounds you

Through the internal illusion

Lost with no escape

You wake up

All is over

The darkness awaits you tonight

                     Tim Buser, 8^th Grade

Forever

How long must I wait?

Summer to winter

Spring to fall

I’ll wait forever

I’ll remember

No matter when

White as snow, dark as sky

It won’t matter even if I die.

One day we’ll be together

Time won’t hold us back

Nor distance of this path

We’ll be together, my friend.

I won’t forget you

No matter what

It’s summer, now fall

Winter, now spring

Leaves bring memories

Of our happiness

Now they bring sorrow and

Such sadness in my soul

How long must I wait?

We will stand together

Standing side by side

Dreaming of a better place

Where we won’t have to hide.

In the end, we are just human

but we will never die for life

It is eternal everlasting light of God

Who will save our souls

So we can stand together

Now and forever.

I no longer have to wait

We are here together

But never shall we wake

Now and forever.

                 Michelle Gorsuch, 8^th grade

       Fooled By Appearances

You wouldn’t question the smiles.

You wouldn’t wonder what’s wrong.

She’s strong on the outside.

Inside she thinks no one cares.

Her friends don’t see her sadness,

even though she never smiles.

They think she just doesn’t know

how to smile and that’s all.

Sweet is the sorrow of

the tears that shine.

Without them she can’t survive.

Behind all the tears

lies her smile that she never shows.

She doesn’t know when or where

but she knows that someday

her smile will show again.         

            Chanise Bruggink and

           Kelly Prochaska, 8^th graders