Newspapers In Education
Lost in Translation
By Alexandria Lovely
Seventh-grader at Presque Isle Middle School
Mysterious grey skies hover over me
As I point the barrel towards life and fire.
I don’t think of it as anything, my mind frozen in confusion
Of what’s right and wrong, but that doesn’t matter
Because I only have one job to do.
Terrified, as years pass I think about life being taken away like nothing.
How could I not have seen we’re all one.
Was I just too frozen in the moment for anything to matter,
Anything to mean something, anything to love?
I think about them standing in line waiting, just waiting.
How terrified they must have been, and me not realizing that pain,
The sadness, the stillness. All these thoughts whirl around me as I start to thaw
Slowly then all at once.
My mind goes back to standing there,
Trying not to look into their eyes in fear I might find
some feeling of my own.
But isn’t that what we all fear?
Finding feelings in times we shouldn’t,
in times we need to be strong.
But that’s something I found I could only do for so long,
Before the faces came back to haunt me.
But that’s something I must live with.
Because of the decisions that were made,
I’ve come to the realization that there’s no apologies,
No take backs, only remorse.
