From the swells of time I fell like a child stripped from the comforts of innocence. My hands were laced in yester-year's left over confessions. And purity was the temptation that hung in front of me begging me to utter sentences of second chances.
The shore was covered in footsteps that were ridden with misconception. Yet my feet fell perfectly into place. Had I been the one to make these impressions upon this empty beach I would've understood the world's accusations about being too righteous.
Never an answer, to throw blame.
Each swell became a new chance to cascade around the simple truths in life. We were all being summoned by the seas of simplicity. I was almost too blinded to hear the silence. Retribution: I've been clenching my jaw for too long.
Salt water rubbed into my bleeding wounds
Spite.
Salvation?
Four score maybe more I got sick from an overdose of sandy certainty, while I watched the hour glass bust and spill out all the pieces of adolescence so I could see exactly what was required for me to forget. The waves pushed for me to grow up but I was too busy fighting the undercurrent to recapture the pure ignorance of a child.
Though soon my strength was compromised
& all of my poems were false.
I went swimming for answers and discovered youth was a blessing.
Author notes
My 16th Birthday is coming up and I will be driving soon and though it is an exciting step to freedom I'm scared to death in the same token. Because I'll probably have to move out when I'm 17 so that means a year to get my act together.
Wooh. I'm exhausted
A contest entry
- I by N e a r.
2300 points, ended February 3, 2008, 220 entries
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I really am having trouble growing up.
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your reel good
and no 1 wants to grow up
i too am oddly shocked a how fast it happened lol
o yea im 17 i rele know what your saying
i love the last line
you have a way of flowing without rhyme
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Yer pretty good I give ya that! It's a horrible thing to be stripped from ones happiness and thrown into adulthood and I can honestly say it happened to me way too soon... yer just lucky to be this old before it happens...
"Retribution: I've been clenching my jaw for too long."
Love that part, the sentence is awesome and it cuts off in a way that is much needed and much wanted.
I wont even comment the fact that yer "only 15 years old" as people are made from different clay from birth and it's probably bugging you by now that everyone is shocked by ya young age... right... yer probably loving it ^^
Growing up... it's like being robbed from an awesome dream and realize it's cold and rainy outside... with a gray atmosphere tellin ya to go back to bed for a while... maybe a few decades.
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"Salt water rubbed into my bleeding wounds.
Spite."
Excellent part here.
NO FRIGGIN' WAY.
YOU ARE 15? I'm seventeen, and I can't even compare myself to your outstanding writing! And here I thought I was reading a 30-something year old's poem. 
AMAZING talent you have. You will become someone great one day, I betcha.
Your skill is profound.
[Why would you have to move out at 17, though?]
This poem was beautiful. You have such an matue word selection, and it is advanced for your age. I can't even pull off a write like this.
You must be an AP student like me in Language Arts classes, right? Because this is just talented.
Thanks for sharing & entering my contest A N Y T H I N G ~ G O E S ! Good luck!
M a r l u x i a
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Broken- you know your amazing right?
all this time I assumed you older- stupied of me realy, your poetry is abosulty astounding...
slam rocks my world
Luna -
It still blows my mind that you are only 15 years old. I never think of you as that when I'm reading your work.
Your brilliant honey.
my shining star!
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beautiful my darling.
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"The waves pushed for me to grow up but I was too busy fighting the undercurrent to recapture the pure ignorance of a child."
oh my goodness, you are gonna be 16? wow.. time flys way too fast.
you are maturing so rapidly though in your writing. its really lovely to read something of yours again my dear... i hope to see more
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