I don't know why it feels so good something that should hurt should make me want to flee but for some reason I stay and the monster begins to feast. I try to flee but around my mind iridesabt orbs float with billions of reasons to continue but none to stop. Beautiful the glimmers of light attract me and I see no flaws but the light is not yellow as the sun but black as coal and i panic because I am suspended between the dark mine and the warm sun and I stay there waiting because both are appealing.
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13&18 and everything in between
PoetryFree verse poetry written from perspective of a high schooler freshman through senior year through all of the ups and downs of teenage years. Not fully edited so be nice lol
