Which Will Claim Me?

Pools of moonlight dance on my skin,
Shimmering waves of white.
Silver reflections break through the trees,
Dappled, a wonderful sight.
But the light comes haunted with shadows,
(A veil that is covering me).
I'm peering through holes in the net,
But still I struggle to see.
My arms are alive with movement--
A battle plays over my skin.
Though I've embraced the darkness within me,
I'm hoping the light will win.





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Mckay This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 31, 2013 at 2:07 pm
I can relate to this easily. There's an internal battle everyday to do good, but also do to bad. And as pleasurable it is to do bad, I know we're always hoping to do good, even if it's not the coolest thing to do. 
 
TargonTheDragon said...
Jul. 8, 2013 at 2:33 pm
why do i feel i say the same thing about each one of your poems? honestly, you outdo yourself each time. i really like this one. great job, keep it up!
 
sarah98 said...
Jul. 7, 2013 at 4:36 pm
i love the struggle in the last few lines and the description is fantastic!!! 5 stars!!!!!
 
MadelineSwift said...
Jul. 7, 2013 at 1:45 am
This is great! If you have not read the Beautiful Creatures series, I reccomend that you do. If matches this poem perfectly!
 
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