I bleed poetry This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

June 15, 2015
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After you left,
I’ve been asked why I don’t
turn to the blade and
let my insides flow out of my body
until I pass out.
I tell them that I can no longer be that once-weak girl
who struggled not to wince when hearing the word
beautiful.
I have found courage in the sharp spindles I snipe
with my alliterations
and the wounds I’ve left on your reputation
with my metaphors.
There is nothing silly about a simile
and how ironic that you said poetry
was for children and yet when I shot poetic bullets from my tongue
I brought you down on your knees,
tears streaming down your face,
crying “how could you?”
I guess you were right when you said
poetry speaks to children:
after all, you treated me like
a child who was meant to be put up for adoption.
But if my words shattered your world, then doesn’t that make you the child?
“Pain is weakness leaving the body,” you told me
when you injured yourself
playing a game you were never recognized for.
I guess I did you a favor by hurting you.
So when you called me, crying, because you couldn’t fall asleep
with all the monsters I brought back to life dancing through your mind,
I let you apologize for the demons you once haunted me with.
As I bleed these words from my pen,
I am no longer that weak schoolgirl who could
never win a fight on your playground.
As I bleed poetry, I am strong.

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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E.Inis said...
Jul. 5, 2016 at 6:03 pm
Hello! I and a friend of mine create spoken word and poetry videos. Because we love it so much, we were wondering if we could use your writing in one. Of course, we always credit the original author. We just wanted to ask beforehand.
 
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Sept. 22, 2015 at 6:03 pm
This is an amazing, deep poem. I absolutely love it. I can relate to some parts, but for different reasons that I wouldn't dare speak of. Anyways, brilliant writing! My favorite line of this is, "I tell them that I can no longer be that once-weak girl who struggled not to wince when hearing the word beautiful." I can sense the feelings coming from this piece. Thank you for sharing this to the world.
 
futurista12This teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 28, 2015 at 1:16 am
Please continue to bleed your poetry because words are the deepest blood of all.
 
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