The moon is exceptionally bright tonight.
Now, I wish that you could see it too but I'm also glad that you are buried deep underground.
I feel the words crawling up, gurgling in my throat, scratching!
ripping!
tearing!
Tearing their way through to the tip of my tongue... and that's when you ask me if I want to just go home. Of course I don't but I lie because you look tired.The sun rises and sets and we do it all over again for another one thousand years. Each night the moon shines just a little brighter.
*update*
Tuesday October 18th
I submitted my poem to silent spark press just for fun and THEY ACCEPTED IT! It's gonna be in a book!!
They told me to use my real name but I have a fake full name that I use if I really don't want people finding out who I am. It's Sheena. I've been using it since the 10th grade. I have a last name too but I'm not gonna write it down in case anyone actually reads this lmaoHere's the format it's in for the book. (Sort of)
The moon is exceptionally bright tonight.
Now, I wish that you could see it too but I'm also glad that you are buried deep underground.I feel the words coming up,
Gurgling in my throat
Scratching!
Ripping!
Tearing!
Tearing their way through to the tip of my tongue!
That's when you would have asked me if I just wanted to go home.Of course I don't but I lie since you look tired.
The sun rises and sets and we do it all over again for another one thousand years,
Each night the moon shines just a little brighter.
YOU ARE READING
I Might Set Fire to This Later
Non-FictionThis book is going to be like my journal. It's going to be very personal. Like a walk through my mind. I'm challenging myself to just write with no filter. To get my thoughts out. I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR TRIGGERS. You could say it's a get to...