Up all night
Restless
Staring into the infinite blackness
adorned with precious jewels, the stars.
Fascinated and wondering what lies beyond.
Where else I could be?
Replays of the magical movie
flood my mind.
Over the rainbow she found happiness.
She had the hope and the wish.
Helped by all the witches good and bad.
Where are my witches?
Why should I stay trapped,
my life still passing like sand through an hourglass?
My unanswered questions fall into the wind.
And I continue my witch watch
in solitude.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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