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Unfound

August 10, 2010
By DayDreamer47 BRONZE, Charlotte, North Carolina
DayDreamer47 BRONZE, Charlotte, North Carolina
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Shock.
The sun is unwelcoming and unwanted.
Tears no longer cried.
With short quick breaths I attempt to blend in.
A mere child with immaturity running through my veins.
This world is a bed of nails with me left unprotected.
It first penetrates my modest skin, time passes and it goes unnoticed.
I close my eyes, feel the promises broken inside of me.
The lies tighten in my chest.
I’m not here anymore. Not me. No one.
My wounds are open.
I’m running to nowhere in search of everything.
I stop.
My glazed eyes look up to find a promising place.
I look inside the window only to see someone I used to know quite well.
We’re becoming more alike every day.
 


The author's comments:
**this poem is about a girl who journeys from the harsh atmosphere of being a homeless teen until she finds a facility striving to help homeless youth.

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