Scraps of the past

So I was searching through old pencil cases for a rubber and found two ripped out sheets from a notebook I once had, containing notes of what seems to be a poem I was working on. I do warn you there are a couple of annoying grammatical errors, but I will inform you at the time this was written I was about thirteen...
As you will see below, 'rizes' should be 'rises' and 'it's murky' needs to be 'its murky'.
Other than that, I found them rather interesting!