May 23, 2011
By Christina Rincon BRONZE, Lawrenceville, Georgia
Christina Rincon BRONZE, Lawrenceville, Georgia
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Reaching out for help
but no ones there
time flies before my eyes
and I keep spiraling forward

Where am I going?
Why has my life come to this?
Unanswered questions haunt my past
but they're pushed aside
as I plunge toward my doom

The icy cold of despair
and the flaming fire of anger
mix together inside my soul
I lose control
and continue to fall
into the abyss

The author's comments:
I wrote this piece during a time when I was really troubled. I felt like I was falling because I was lost and didn't know what to do. This piece shows that everyone goes through some type of difficult situation.

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