Teen Years Poem by Camille Briski
Teen Years
Ghost of expression
where did you go?
Did you leave when ignored
in your own goddamn home?
Post of exemption
we slaughter our sheep
and in the night we go over our actions and sleep.
The prey is left to kill
The heart is left to chill
Our insides rot and spill
And we wait for our fears to be filled.
Boast of Intention
and loudly my dear.
The world is curious
and ruthless with years.
indeed... almost all teens feel that way.. and that is just normal.. you have successfully pour out your emotions as a teen in your piece, young girl... you have expressed strongly yet touching.... at your age, you are showing how great poets started... thanks for sharing your works...
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4/26/2024 4:59:31 AM # 1.0.0.1119
teens are messy they were for me the poem shares what you think rightly. Thoughts are nicely written, i can feel the angst. Though i feel a little struture could help a bit. in all nicely written, keep writing :)