POEM: S.O.S.

Updated: Dec 2, 2019

by REBEKAH DAVIDSON

We are taught as children

To go to a trusted adult

When we need help.


We follow the guidance

Of our parents

Like blind mice.


Parents act

As our safe haven of escape

Without fear of judgement.


Parents will tell us

What we need to hear.

Good or bad

They want what is best.


But today

Children are taught

To turn to a screen

In times of need.


When we’ve hit rock bottom

Our first instinct is

To post what we feel online.


We rant.

We complain.

We try to rid ourselves of the abuse.


We feel only a moment of bliss

When we hit “post.”

But we soon realize that the demons we were hiding from

Were just given a door back in.

  • Black Facebook Icon
  • Black Instagram Icon
  • Black Twitter Icon
  • Black YouTube Icon

©2019 - WHS Lantern, All rights reserved.

Westfield High School Digital content is created by Students