Seventeen years old
frightened, confused, still alone
I wonder how long
~
when age begins to
speak vulnerability
eyes remain closed
~
recall philosophy
speaks of learning moments
we all begin today
~
once when I knew
who we became on that day
the bark peeled away
~
loose branches trip fall
the weight of our lives sway
within river’s crest
~
I stand alone with
only a memory without why
still seventeen today.