Seussical the Musical!

http://swampscott.patch.com/articles/seuss-comes-alive-at-the-middle-school#video-5589406

watch this! This is MY SCHOOL!

...but im leaving next year to go to SHS

Life Means Nothing

Anything Relavent: I forgot to post this a week ago, so here it is :)

The WHY: In history class, we were debating about the death penlty; after finishing that unit, this poem just poped out of me, even though i am pro death penalty lol

Life Means Nothing

Meant for enforcement.

Meant to calm the soul.

Meant to keep others out of the evil wrath.

But criminals and convicts think otherwise.

Black eyes see freedom taken away.

Families lost.

Forever strangled by human kind.

Now an animal whipped behind bars.

Society allows such barbaric acts.

On its brothers,

Its sisters,

Its mothers,

Its fathers.

Terrible.

Even crying tears and praying forgiveness is erased off the page.

Nothing is sacred to us anymore.

Not even life.

I hope you agree with me:)

Sincerly,
Sarah Jessica

What we have Become

Anything Relavent: Same as below

The WHY: I hate what the relationship between my dad and i has come to.. :'(

What we have Become

I’m sitting in my room right now dad, you are on the other side of the wall; yet you have no idea that I’m writing this right now or that I am crying.

I have thought this for a while now, and it’s effecting me like an acid.

We have changed.

Together; at the same time.

But on our own because now we are completely different beings.

I more restrained and bare

You, more protective and pushy

And I always ask myself why

Because I am too afraid to admit that I have known why this whole time.

And don’t act like you don’t remember.

I see it in your eyes when you look at me

They turn over a blurry shield of disbelief and hardship

Strain to remember that night I shall not mention.

You found a secret hidden.

And that secret has molded the way you think of me.

And I regret it every time I allow myself to think about it.

Not that you found out,

But that I had done it.

We cannot change the past

So I fear it will be like this forever

Cold.

I am on one side of this wall and you on the other.

Perfect picture..but sad

Sincerly,
Sarah Jessica

We Slap it on

Anything Relavent: Same as below..and this is kinda like a story/snario so you really have to use your brain to figure out the hidden meaning!

The WHY: I was fighting with my mom, and then my friend Rikki called me and i completly acted like nothing was wong..

We Slap it on

Sleep. Silence. Calm. Quiet.

Bang. Scream. Hurry

Hear hearts beating silently

Run away

Time for fun.

*********************************************

Grab a Kit-Kat bar and race to the couch

Pick up the clicker and nestle into the warmth.

It’s raining and movie time is near

Got the popcorn

Got the soda

Ready and set.

The clock turns.

Friends bolt in and burst down

Smiles appear and laughs arouse

Time stops when you’re surrounded by happiness.

But silence is inside us all.

************************************************************

Out of the shower, chores unfinished, stress building

Rushing. Yelling. Crying

Need to get out the door

OUT.

Weight lifted but scars still imprinted

Arrive

Slap on a smile and enter

It’s raining;

and its movie night.

Haha, i know thease girlies..i promised i would put them in this XD

Sincerly,
Sarah Jessica

The Love Touch

Anything Relavent: Same as below..but i achually wrote this the same night i wrote Lust Sucks

The WHY: I started writing this for a completly different reason than it ended up being about. But i just imagine like, hugging the one you love and thinking..it cant get any better than this :) <3

The Love Touch

Just one slight touch

Sends me over the edge

Goosebumps

Chills

Warmness

The feeling of safe

Your body next to mine

Our fingers interlocked

Savor the moment you melt

Keep this feeling safe

Because it is the best there is

Rebuilt as one

Tears come with the smiles

That’s how to know

That’s how you know

When it’s real

Real love

When just a touch is enough

In love with that picture..its stunning!

Sincerly,
Sarah Jessica

The Power

Anything Relavent: Same as below

The WHY: I really dont know what i was thinking when i wrote this..it kinda just came out.

The Power

Crisp frigid air beating the warmth of a mother;

Not breaking her stride;

Unable to deter her love.

*****

Poverty eating away the hope of a street boy;

A powerless effect on such will to rise.

*****

Deaths reality pushing a widow over the edge;

Failing at the removal of spiritual connection.

*****

The power of heart and soul is unimaginable

Inspiring much? lol

Sincerly,
Sarah Jessica

The Age

Anything Relavent: Same as below....but this poem was achually printed in the newspaper so i am really proud of it :D

The WHY: I wrote this when i was kinda mad at my dad..i diddnt think he understood me and what im going through.

The Age

We are not angry souls

We are not bloodthirsty, black, dark, evil things

We do not feed off sadness

We ARE sadness

It fills us up

It’s not our choice, it’s the age.

The age of questions that do not have a definite answer

And that is what scares us.

We try to hide it away

Cover it up with Band-Aids for the soul

Bad things

But again, it is not us

It is the age

An age all grow out of in time

For now we need to be left to it

Left to spread our wings

Even if crooked, detached, or discolored

They are wings nonetheless.

But the wings do not resemble our heart

They resemble the age.

And when we are ready, we will leave the age

We will have answered the questions thought to have no answer

But we have not left the ages forever

But have ventured onto a new one.

I really like this picture..it really demonstrates how i felt while writing this

Sincerly,
Sarah Jessica

Stray tHiNkInG

Anything Relavent: Same as below

The WHY: I was achually drinking a shake when i came up with the idea for this poem. I kinda spaced out and when i spaced back in (lol) i realized i had drank all of my shake..and i diddnt remember what it tased like.

Stray tHiNkInG

Start one thing; rich

You are abruptly captive by the human thought of instinct

But plain sameness piles up like sediment

And soon enough humane society allows the mind to wonder

To foreign lands

Means nothing but much

Space is now open to the giddy toddler roaming in the desert of your mind

Hands playing with dry meaningless change

Forgetting the known world and turning eyes over to fantasy

Blind to VERITAS

And when that day comes where you escape back to reality

Everything will be different

The shake has gone

The sun?

Set.

And you

Gone.

I dont really like this picture..but o well:P

Sincerly,

Sarah Jessica



Remember Claremont

Anything Relavent: Nope, same as below

The WHY: The other day when i was hanging out with my friend Jan, we walked by my old house..and all of thease sad bittersweet memories came flooding bach..and that is what inspired this poem.

Remember Claremont

9 Claremont Terrace.

Where I spent my childhood.

Where my memories linger the wine stained crusty walls,

And where they are ripped off the dented dirty floorboards after ages have passed.

Everyone says poor you,

Sad thing,

Helpless.

They say this house is tangible pain.

They look from afar and see horrible things.

They look not unto the soul; but the surface.

The surface is not what I see.

I see beautiful,

Clear,

Bright,  happiness.

I see untouched clean painted walls,

And I see a polished luminous stage.

Not everyone one has the key to my sight

Only the ones who remember

Remember the sublime light shining within

Remember seeing 9 Claremont Terrace.

This is not the achual house..and it doesnt look that bad, but i needed something :P

Sincerly,
Sarah Jessica

Lust Sucks

Anything Relavent: Same reason as below

The WHY: I do not want to explain..which is really rare for me..only by BFF Jan would understand.

Lust Sucks

Fell in love

Stars in my eyes, songs dancing in my head

Blind to the scenery

Caught up in a fantasy

Knowing it will not have a happy ending

Candy coating

Lies

Inside is a trembling secret condensed inside my fake heart

Unwillingly admitting it

But pressed in the back of my head

Forever there

Forever imprinted

Never letting go

Please go away

I need this love story to become reality

Not possible

I’m hurting others

When will I be set free?

When will I face the hard center?

When will I break down?

When will I loose reality?

When will I end this lie?

No time soon

I’m in too deep

Drowned in my own mistakes

No way of surfacing

Hurting others

Others that I love

I adore

But do not know me

Know ME

How?

How can my love love only loving looking?

not the loving?

No sense

Not real love

Lust

Lust sucks

Lust ruins lives

Ruins real loves

Never past lust

Take a right.

BLA.

Sincerly,

Sarah Jessica

My First Fall

Anything Relavent: Same reason as below..

The WHY: I wrote this after finding out my ex boyfriend cheated on me. I thought i was soo completly in love with him...but i guess i was wrong about everything :'(

My First Fall

I let you hold my heart,

For the first time, I came loose of all the worries.

You made me feel safe,

Covered and protected by your caring nature.

I trusted you to never let me fall.

For the first time I was dropped.

The new broken feelings hurt the most,

You don’t know what to expect,

 Because the first time you are naïve,

You are caught off guard,

Scared forever.

My first fall is over.

It has taught me right from wrong.

But sadness and tears will not haunt me.

 It only goes up from here.

Thank you for being my first fall.

And teaching me to think.

I know most teenage girls can relate..but im sorry they do :(

Sincerly,

Sarah Jessica

My Muffie

Anything Relavent:  Same reason as below....and yes, i am still going out with him XD

The WHY: Well, im pretty sure i wrote this for either our one or two month anaversery..and, i call him Muffie, its not his real name..haha

My Muffie <3

First of all, before I start writing about love, I need to figure out what the word “love” actually means

To me, love is a wildly misunderstood although highly desirable malfunction of the heart which weakens the heart, and weakens the brain, causes eyes to sparkle, cheeks to glow, blood pressure to rise and smiles to appear

Yes, I am nerdy and did have to spend the time to come up a definition (but you like it)

So, now that we I know this

Let’s figure out if I’m in love

Yes, my heart weakens when I talk to you..check.

And yes my eyes sparkle when I imagine us together..check.

And my checks do glow when you start that silly adorable laugh of yours..check.

And I can defiantly agree that my blood pressure rises when you say my name..double check.

And I cannot imagine myself with anyone but you

So I think that I can truly say…from the bottom of my heart that I am truly in love with you, Andy.

And even though we are far apart

I know that if I ever need to talk to someone

Or need some cheering up

My Muffie will always be there for me

And I will always be there for you, no matter what

This poem didn’t rhyme

And it sounds much more like a laundry list; but it came from the heart

And I hope you liked it sweetie

I love him!

Sincerly,
Sarah Jessica

Like MOM can

Anything Relavent: Same reason as below...and i WUV my mommy

The WHY:  Well, i wrote a poem for my dad..and my mom got jealous so i had to write her one too..but im glad i did..becasue i love this poem:)

Like MOM can

He is fun

He is exciting, funny, and helpful

But he’s no MOM

Because a mother daughter bond is unbreakable.

Irreplaceable.

Fragile.

Beautiful.

   He can’t braid my damp clean hair as well as you can.

He can’t cook pasta with magical sauce like you can.

He can’t cuddle me,

warm, soft and clean like you can;

or relate to my teenage stories quite the same as you
 Because you’re different.

You’re special.

You’re MOM

And without you mommy, I wouldn’t know what to do.

I love you.

I hope you can relate!

Sincerly,

Sarah Jessica

Machon Memories

Anything Relavent: Same reason as below..but just so you know...i AM still counting the days :)

The WHY: This achually started as a school assignment that we had to do trying to copy the format of another poet, but i really took it to heart <3

Machon Memories

Childhood memories are always bittersweet

If you’re a Machon School postgraduate

You always remember things like how excited you were when you were privileged with doing the question of the day

And Mr. Cushman usually responding with, “you CAN do it, but you MAY not.”

Never forgetting out little school pet, Compass, the fearless hamster

And having the best MCAS scores throughout all of Swampscott.

You recall envying the fifth graders in the portables

And the evil dragon lingering in the art room that would come out and eat you if you weren’t quiet

And fifth grade graduation

The tradition of the song “I will be there for you”

And praying to be chosen for a lollypop

We always think of the memories when the new high school was being built

When we lost our field

When we lost all hope

And when we were shoved out of our home

You may recall sneaking back after school to bury memories in a secret time capsule with your friends

And counting the days until you turn thirty so you can come back and dig it up together

But none f these memoires will mean anything to you

If you are not a Machon School postgraduate.

This is the achual picture of our old playground, haha...i really do miss it :'(

Sincerly,

Sarah Jessica

Let us be

Anything Relavent: Still posting old ones

The WHY: This poem was inspired by just my mood. I felt that no body could understand how i was feeling, nobody knew how i really felt on the inside so i needed to tell them some how...so i did.

Let us be

The freest time of your life

Letting loose

Jumping into the sunshine and sharing smiles

Carefree sugar coated happiness

The golden teenage years

Portrayed as such sublime from the outside in

Truth from within the young souls prays difference

Shattering dreams

Heartbreaking lies

Stress, worries

Wondering what if

Questions that cannot be answered by anyone but the hurt themselves

You think it’s all fun and games

The laughing and kissing

That is a blanket.

It is the biggest lie

We use it to comfort us

Knowing no one will agree

Sit plainly and just think about what it means.

Underneath is a whole new world

Only the one understands, truly.

Don’t try to get it

Don’t look for the key

Because you will fail

Just let it be

Let us be.

I really feel like more teens than just me can relate to this ...i hope im right :)

Sincerly,

Sarah Jessica

I Dont Wanna Grow Up

Anything Relavent: Just another post of old poems i have not put up yet

The WHY: I wrote this one because i tied this in with my life now and how my relationship with my father has changed.

I Dont Wanna Grow Up

I remember them days at the fire house

I remember those dust swirled floral walls stained with hope

I remember our little sweet ghost

But remembering isn’t enough when night falls.

Because it’s all different now

All the smiles are shaded

All the hugs are stiff

And laughs are held back

And I can’t sleep, daddy, now that I’ve grown up.

Oh, papa I don’t want to hurt you

I don’t wanna make you cry

I don’t wanna break your heart

Because it hurts me too when we sit there in silence

And it makes me cry when I dream about what we have become

I’m sorry daddy.

And I don’t want to grow up.

I wanna stay your little baby

But even though I am no kid

I still need those careful smiles

And the gentle hugs that a child wants

I am no different inside, dad

I am your baby.

This was a very emotional poem for me to write to i really hope you  took this to heart and remember this.

Sincerly,

Sarah Jessica



After the Last Snow Fals

Anything Relavent: Just posting all of the poems i had already written. This is one of my favorites! :D

The WHY: i wrote this poem right after i broke up with my ex boyfriend, Andrew. This poem has a literal meaning...meaning that what it say..achually happened, and a deeper meaning which you should look for on your own:)

After the Last Snow Falls

The first snow falls.

Bright, cheerful, and honest.

I write our names

The cool chill from the frost eats away at my fingers…but you’re worth it.

It’s the perfect day.

Tempus ages.

And the once-perfect snow is covered in filth;

Staining its soul but not covering its intention.

Worse weather soon comes around

And our two names, side by side, are buried underneath coldness forever.

Even though it is unseen from the naked, uneducated eye

Whenever I walk by that spot, I think of you and me.

And when we were happy.

I hope you all found the hidden meaning, haha!

Sincerly,
Sarah Jessica

A Dreamer Like ME

Anything Relavent: Ok, so this is my first official blog poast..im soo excited!

The WHY: So this poem is basically about when i was going through a really rough time where i felt i was under alot of pressure and just in too deep. To express moreso how i felt, i NEEDED to write about it..

A Dreamer Like ME

Every extra push is like a mountain climb

With the thought of disappointment and judgment snarled into my back.

Nobody seems to care how this is affecting me

One day I will be pushed to far that I will no longer be climbing mountains, but jumping them

This needs to be stopped

An imaginer like me should be able to take a different path than suggested

This path is not wrong; like the plastics will tell you

But yes it is curved, bumpy, and oh so dangerous.

Yes, it is deadly.

But with guidance from above and pliers to extract the sadness

This journey is possible for any dreamer.

Like me.

Hope you liked it!

Sincerly,
Sarah Jessica