"itand" poems
I want to be that boy, in baggy tee and short shorts.Sinewy legs push off the ground;The ground pushes backAnd off he soars, leaps, races.When I ran, I ran away, butHe runs to. To what?Breathe in, gain, breathe out, pain. I breathed in razor bladesThat rattled and sliced down my throatAnd lungs and settled in my knees.They buckled and my feet achedAnd I wanted to stop breathing.His hair floats, smacks against his forehead, whipping him on.His sweat beads And tricklesDown his temple.He looks shiny and glowingAnd at peace with the world - A touch, no-nonsense intense peace.The ground pushed him but he pushed back.Gravity drags him down, but he fights itAnd he's FreeFor a few seconds.Long enough to feel, see, be clearly.I want to be like that beautiful boy.
Feb 27, 2010
Feb 27, 2010 at 9:35 AM UTC
******* Girl
It's this girl who has been lost for a long time so one day she decides to take it to the next level thinking she can come back from this but knowing that this will take everything away she does itand it feels like the best thing in world but now this girl isn't lost she is fogorteen a lost cause to society.......
Oct 7, 2016
Oct 7, 2016 at 8:52 AM UTC