Abby Ham

Was it Worth it?

Poem by A.C. Ham

Was it worth it? Feeling good for a moment just to die for a lifetime.

Are you satisfied calling yourself a hero as you commit another crime?

Against your future and your conscience, you stab in stride.

Slowly killing anyone who cares so you can save your pride.

Was it? Are you? I'd so, you're more daft than I'd thought.

You're a moron who had it all and wanted more than you got.

Was it worth getting high just to complain about the fall?

You drop to your knees then hate that you have to crawl.

You could simply stand up or try to be grateful

But you instead wonder why no one likes someone so hateful.

Money cannot buy anything that truly lasts

Dopamine and oxytocin waste away and are in the past.

You love the adrenaline but hate the rush

When your thoughts are too loud you force them to hush.

You're wasting away as you swallow more poison.

Keep calling for silence while you let the noise in.

You run out of air hoarding it all for yourself

Then complain to the dead that they don't care about your health.

Is it worth preserving your life just to die too soon?

To fall off the ledge and finally see your chosen doom?

Kill off all your fellow stems until there's only you

Then complain that you have no one with whom to share the view.

Was it worth it? Killing all your friends just to get some peace.

Was it worth the fact that you will never be at ease?

Was it worth feeling good for a minute just to die for a lifetime?

Was it worth all your patience when the stars will never align?

Was it?

Galaxy Boy (A.C. Ham)

There’s a galaxy boy I know

Who I tend to worry about.

He spent his time chasing a goddess

Who treated him like a lout.

He then befriended her anyways,

Hoping to change her mind.

She took his hand

And made him fall in line.

Galaxy Boy holds the secret to the world,

Both yours and mine,

But he’s stuck with the goddess,

So no secrets he finds.

The goddess says she loves him now.

I believe that’s a lie.

She’ll drop him. He’ll fall to earth

And begin to cry.

I hope when he finds that time,

When he starts to fall,

He’ll remember my little poem

And know he’s worth it all.

A false god is fun for short,

But when she goes away,

Galaxy Boy will be himself,

And hopefully, he’ll stay.

From my book "The Way I Felt: A Collection of Poems From My High School Years" (link!)