Hold tight;
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letspretendFifteen and confused.
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Hold tight;

by letspretend

It's wonderful.

It's her hope, her dreams, her wishes. She can't help but relish in it, it's a warm feeling and she never wants to let it go.


It won't last forever, it's going to be taken away from her, because she has to grow up eventually. All those memories, those beautiful moments will fade into nothing and only be temporary joy.

It's being ripped from her.

She's holding onto it tight, as a cage looms over her head, it's metal bars covering her and keeping her trapped; she can't get out, she can't leave, she's stuck.

It leaves.

Through the tiny holes in her bard cage it slips through and leaves her on the ground, it goes somewhere else- no one knows where to. She's lying on the ground, she's crying, she's in pain.

Do you know what it is?

She can't breath, she's suffocating; she's drowning, help. Her dreams are gone, her hopes are ripped from her; it was stolen, her happiness was stolen. She's nothing now, she's broken; gone.

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letspretendFifteen and confused.
4 months ago
she, her, they;

letspretendFifteen and confused.
a year ago
(2) How he implemented;

letspretendFifteen and confused.
a year ago

bernardtwindwilGold CommaGranddad & story teller, tomthepo8.com
a year agoReply
This was an exercise in power poetry. You used words so evocative that they virtually pounded the reader. This was beautifully constructed and delivered. Great poem!!