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“Oh, there’s adventure out there!”
I was told long ago,
of ships and sails that scaled the sea
as the night stars were low.
“Oh, there’s a story out there!”
I told myself I’d find
the words I’d capture in a jar
and set loose in my mind.
“Oh, there are people out there!”
My first steps into school,
each person was a meter stick,
each teacher was a rule.
“Oh there are dreams still out there!”
I set my course at sea
to make a path, a way to them,
a way to set them free.
“Oh there’s a future out there”
I murmured sitting down,
The page before me was my land,
The pen, my inky crown.
“Oh, there’s somebody out there!”
I happily believed
that each of us would find one soul
whose love would be received.
“Oh I’ll find myself out there.”
Beside the sea I stood,
My thoughts, they were the clashing waves,
Would they do any good?
“Oh, there’s a light just out there.”
I strained my eyes to grasp
The torrents filled with murky shapes
my breath, lost in a gasp.
“Oh, there’s adventure out there.”
A jar, my empty hand,
for all the ink and all the stars
are lost amongst the sand.

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






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jfrank said...
Sept. 19, 2016 at 12:23 am
This is such a strong, thrilling piece--a work of art, if ever there was one. You are truly gifted.
 
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