Black, grays, and whites where all that
could be seen.
Then a sound full of agony and distress
filled the ears of the adolescent.
She tried to turn it down,
but it felt like it was growing louder
and drowning her out.
Yet then a light appear out of the dark
atmosphere,
and she climbed and climbed up the
bumby hill side.
Then in one simple blink it all went
away.
But it was now time for her to make a
decision,
at the cross road of recognition.
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Emotions Are Power
PoetryThe power of emotion is one that exceeds all. It has the power to change for the better and even sometimes for the worse. It has the power to push people so they can succeed, or crash and burn. Emotions are a blessing and a curse...but I'll let you...
