Olga's Poetry & Thoughts

Like a rustic, rabid beast He prowls the night for traces of crust Left over in the tin garbage cans Smothered in layers of slimy, thick dust His eyes slice my heart much like A fresh blade drilling deep into a man's face Oozing blood dribbling onto the tiled floor With a mind of their own, droplets all over the place I am infatuated with this muscled creature My diligent fear dissolves into joy Like a pill of ecstasy in a mug of warm water My mind goes high when around this boy It is dismal that he is unable to see me No matter how hard he would try I am invisible, untouchable, an angel He's a demon from the underworld and I'm from the sky Who knew, that the rumours were true Opposites can't attract, let alone co-exist But those smooth, slick lips taunt my nerves Tongue covered in ashes so tough to resist I watch him from above my cloud He can be seen in the deepest pit of hell Oh loathsome, irresistible devil, How daringly I wish to rebel ...

I FAILED. The math performace task. Literally. It's a miracle if I got a 50% on it! Anyway, it's only worth 2% of my grade, but I still had a panic attack. Oh well, it's not the end of the world.. XD Enjoy The day had begun so wonderfully, it was almost angelic The larks whistled away in the distance The sky was the clearest blue than it had been for weeks It is truly unfortunate that one horrific event had the strength to strip the trees of their beauty and replace the morning sunlight with demons Walking to school, Gracefully strutting one foot in front of the other She never expected that this would be the day the world would end It is something that one does not foretell or look forward to Math class She walked in through the steel iron doors They slammed shut right behind her “Pencils up…now; you have an hour to write the test” The demon in glasses had spoken Sitting there on his seat, sipping some café mocha She could not help but bloat in envy The clock It usually...