Silken siren calls cast to the wind
Anxious Arachnida awaits
Not for blood
But for presence
8 limbed glissade
Hiding in the holes
8 eyes searching
8 eyes longing
8 eyes alone
Silken spun tendrils
Through places, faces....
Walking through the aisle, tossing red petals from my white laced basket
"Father make me pure again.", I whisper under my breath but still he sees the red stains splattered across my dress.
He hands me the body of Christ but knows that mine could never be so pure.
There is no room for ...
Cool breeze across a cheek
Looks like lucks on a cold streak
He's on my mind
Autumns on your mind
And they go
Watches until the sun don't show
Autumn don't give a mind
He's on my mind
Lips chapped against the wind
My baby's blo...
I was born
Into a world fresh faced and open hearted.
I had no expectations.
All I knew was who I am
And what I was.
I had only my two hands and my two feet
For which to create and move on.
I did not hesitate.
If I were to wander
I found my way
Back to myself.
I always came ...
I step into the same place at the same time 5 days a week.
I just want to move along so I present myself as meek.
Don't bother staring you won't find what you seek.
Afraid if I speak too much a secret will leak.
Pace myself to the next class-extra 5 mins to sleep
Made sure to put my w...
When I awoke on Friday September 8th I did not have any intuit that I would be reminded of my own mortality later that day or that I would realize how truly unfair life is. I trudged to school in my morning grogginess to P.E my first period. I groaned while slipping the ugly, uniform red shorts on ...
You read through me.
From first look you now know me front to cover. Already known and been there there's nothing left to discover.
But My cover.
it is just that. A cover.
I am not your assumption.
I am not your opinion. I'm not in need of your signature to sign s...
It's a choice he tells me. our choice...
Eye lids flashing like last nights brights in traffic.
my mind already quick to get caught in the quicksand of my thoughts lays down the plot, always the tedious gardener, for my downfall.
left to my own devices
i forget to think twice....
She looked empty
so I filled her with anarchy
She was barren
so I sowed within her defiance
And her ears,
Those hungry stray dogs,
I fed them
I reaped her opposition
She grew wayward a hellish grin
In our short season
She shut her garden doors
Let none in
An ironic realization
I had wa...
I buy my shoes two sizes too small so I have the excuse as to why I trip over my words around you.
I keep my lips to myself, my secret.
I don't sleep. in these attempts when I try I only see behind these two average joe eyes uninspiring space. I don't want to be realized so I turn to my...
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