I lost my inspiration
To reach it I have to plunge my hand
Deep into the darkness that
Threatens to consume me
And eat up my soul
But I reach
Stretching farther than I thought
I grab it, and there's
Light in me
And the words flow here
Inspiration isn't gone
It's simply out of reach, that's all
cameron this is so cool! i might possibly have been stalking your facebook in search of your birthday (which i cant find) and chanced upon a filled in "my website" slot thingie or whatever. these poems are so clever and wonderful! and the birdie background is pretty. my blog is 6th grade was a super epic fail, probly because i did not have birds in the background.
ReplyDeleteSo true. Your ability to manipulate words is simply out of this world. It is unbelievable to think you are only 14.
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