she walks d
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clutching to the study trees as she d
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she approaches the bank of the ravine
feeling tranquil
not worrying about grades
about friends
about life
she wanders the woods
she wades the ravine
she dunks two rocks underneath the delicate surface of the water
she mixes her warpaint that she wears long after she washes her face
she wears it for the battles she faces every day
at school
at home
as soon as she leaves her calm ravine she enters her Battleground that she has to live in
at least until she returns
to the ravine that she loves more than anything
her phone vibrates
it's her mom
she says it's time for supper
and that she has to leave her refuge
her haven
her sanctuary
but does she care?
YOU ARE READING
A Collection Of Poems
PoetryThis is a collection of my favorite poems that I've written. These have actually come from years of my writing, so this has a lot of different feelings attached to them. I hope you like them!
