It..... | Teen Ink

It.....

November 9, 2015
By Crieox BRONZE, Novi, Michigan
Crieox BRONZE, Novi, Michigan
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It

trails through every word that spills onto my paper.

 

It

dances through me and escapes into my vision.

 

It

controls me like a toy crane

picking up throughts i never wnated to encounter. 

 

It

knows emotions, twisting

turning into vocabulary of the unspoken.

 

It

curves the mind into a screasnt moon

wishing the stars would accept.

 

It

trials through every word that spills onto my paper.

 

It

dances through me and escapes into my vision.

 

It

It

It

It lives

 

It

It

It sees

 

It

It breathes

 

It

is me.


The author's comments:

I took a couple lines of inspiration from Stains Of Blue by Callie S. Beautiful poem!


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