Prize Poetry

Where Am I?

by a young woman, age 14

I don't know who I am
I don't know what, do you?
Where am I? Where am I?
I don't know, do you?
I try to remember everything that happened
I just can’t seem to remember
I look around the room and I see nothing but white
I can barely see a thing. What happened to my sight?
I look down at my arms and all I see are bandages.
Blood bleeds through.
I haven't felt this way in ages,
I don't know what happened and I'm the only one here.

I don't see my mom. I don't even know if she is here.
What the hell is going on? I hate feeling this way.
Can someone tell me? I can no longer stay.

Before you know it, the room gets dark.
I open my eyes and I hear my dog bark.
It was all just a dream. Thank god I'm okay.
Wait, never mind. That used to be me every day.
Not anymore.

I've been five months clean.
If I can do it, you can do it too. Trust me.
It’s not a fun scene.
I've been so strong. I'm so proud of myself.
When I look in the mirror today, I say ‘wow, you’re a star!
You did it yourself.’
So don't give up, no matter what you do
because if I got through then you can go through it too.

[Author statement: "I have been trying to get my poems out there for the longest. Writhing poems is something that I have always enjoyed doing. Life for me was never easy, I never liked to talk to anybody about anything, so instead of talking I would write down all my feelings. Writing helped me learn  there are other ways to communicate then just talking. Now I know that  I am being heard, but I wouldn't have known if it weren't for Pongo Teen Writing.”]

Honorable Mentions, May 2015
My Recovery
Dear Brother