02/13/2012 12:27 pm ET Updated Apr 14, 2012

TEEN POETRY: 'Weeping Tide'

This is a regular column featuring original poetry by and for high school students, provided by, an online community writing site for young people.

Eyes weeping gentle on the sand,

Laying out, in the glow of the powerful sun,

She came by to say, "I'm sorry..."

It only made me feel lonely.

Hands, sifting through the smooth shells,

Sitting up on my knees, wind in my hair.

She said those words, but she didn't mean it.

It killed me to find out the hard way.

Toes pushing into the waves,

Mist spraying my sorrowed face.

The truth hurts, but lies kill.

She lied, she did from the start.

Legs jogging, pushing, burning,

Sea birds call a peaceful song.

Waves sweep my footprints away.