Sometimes I go
When no one knows,
To a quiet place in mymind
Where I can caress my thoughts
To the melody of a lake'sripple
Where a single thought
Is as fragile and complex
As spiderwebs
Where wind tells a story
And sings in the night
With thestars
Where memories are collected
And lost like leaves
In aflame
Where happiness swims
Like sunsets
On earth'srim.
Where everything disappears
Leaving nothing but crickets
Tosoothe my restless soul
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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