Graduation

Graduation was over,
I said what I needed to say.
High school was done forever.
I never had to go back.
I should’ve been happy,
Or maybe sad it was over.
Instead, still in cap and gown,
I sat on my bed and sobbed.
The wave of relief was overwhelming,
I survived.
 
The flashbacks of how horrible it was…
It was finally over.
But nothing was made right.
The hell I left behind
Was no longer mine.
It was for the next class
And the class after that.
It will continue to torture,
Kill hopes and dreams,
Abuse for years to come.
 
But I didn’t have to go back.
I should’ve been happy,
Or sad it was over.
Instead I felt relief  
And fear for the future.