You are long gone now

And do not know how gone I am

And how I long for a now

That you have long destroyed

Now

Now my mornings are spent

Mourning. Forever mourning.

Mourning all of the unnoticed warnings

I live my days in a daze

Not really living at all

And if at all I could live

My sore soul would soar away

Freed from the frayed reins that have so long reigned over me

Learned is my lesson

But the pain will never be lessened

For you have taught me pure hatred

And tied my noose taut

And I can feel the tide approaching

Zoë May Curran is a senior of the class of 2018. Most of her writing revolves around real-life hardships and the emotions they evoke. Zoë values representation and aspires to heal others through the power of word as both a writer and a future therapist. She will attend Montgomery County Community College in the fall, but hopes to eventually study abroad.