Teen Poetry #6 |
Soiled |
Lexy Senior Member
since 2003-01-28
Posts 1038California |
I'm thrown into the dirt, I'm tossed into the mud. I hold on to nothing at all, attempting to survive. Trampled upon by haterds' feet. My blood is intertwined between the soles of their shoes. They walk all over me, instilling in my mind their right to supeiroity. I hide behind my soiled hands, and mind my place, in the unspoken chain of popularity. sad eyes, that used to stare to the ground, are wandering casually about. Along the horizon.. searching for escape. Hoping for a new start, looking for a way. To be washed clean by from this utter humilation. |
||
© Copyright 2003 Alexis Smith - All Rights Reserved | |||
WinterWren Senior Member
since 2002-12-01
Posts 1044...Coming to |
I really really love this one!! A couple great lines are, "instilling in my mind their right to superiority" And, "I hide behind my soiled hands" Excellent poem!! WinterWren |
||
⇧ top of page ⇧ | ||
All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. |