Written age 17 towards my teacher.
You make assumptions
based on past eruptions
after I promised I was done with lava’s consumption.
But it seems more is getting bumped in
Struggling and stuck with
the fire that continues to rise
even though the lava’s fallen to its demise.
I understand it came as a surprise
but when you look in my eyes
Why can’t you see I tried
to keep my promises tied.
The explosion came from emotions
pulled within the ocean
and I’m sorry I lost my focus.
I know I’m not hopeless.
Through the negative I can make a positive.
Go and make a continent
where people can upon it live.