I Think The Sun Has Died

I Think the Sun Has Died

There is never
just
one tear
There is a river
here
Outside is so far away
we don't get to go
out and play,
Would
you happen
to know
the weather outside?
I'm not sure
but I think the
sun has died.
I don't
ever get to see
Mom or Dad
I don't remember the life I
had
People say it's
going to be all right
What I miss most is the
Clear, bright light
In here it is
so very cold
But I still
want to grow old
I want to
live
I want to be
free
but it's not about wanting
It's about being
Me
Life is so poor
now that I have
come here
I was never scared
but now I
Fear
I don't want to stay
I want to go
I never thought
Life could be so
Low
There are no more laughs,
no more friends,
I think here
is where my life ends
As I sit here and think
about all this
from Mom and Dad
I want
One
Last
Kiss

by Stephanie

This is the continuation of the touching and incredible writings my 7th grade students did after an in-depth study of the Holocaust.