Standing on a cliff, eyes cast down,
heartbroken by the bloodied battle.
The war being transition, the enemy
being depression and oppression.
She fights her way through
hordes of obstacles,
finding herself along the way.
This battle is a hard one,
the famed battles of teenage
anxiety and angst.
Not all survive, some are broken,
some abandoned, some give up.
But not her, for in her heart,
she knows she is
victorious.
A contest entry
- Round 2--Invite Only by warrior-eagle.
500 points, ended July 6, 2008, 6 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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THIS.....WOWED me!
I can relate to this like you would never know,
it is as if you took the words right out of me.
I think I may have to give you silver
This was just...i loved it.
...Simply Me♥ -
please get your entry in by tonight or i will have to DQ you
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lol funny
victorious -
your word is:
Ritalin
LOL, jk
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