Awakenings This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

By
   torn from my alternate reality

ripped apart are my aspirations

forced from my warmth, my security

it's that unrelenting noise which prods me on

stop! stop! i howl in anguish

i'll submit to you

only release me from such agony

it refuses

i strike at it blindly, only in vain

it becomes unbearable and i hurl myself upon it

silence is compensation enough

i pull myself from the wreckage

only to find solace in a voice

which has nurtured me from birth



WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR BREAKFAST?




This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback