Jenna Johnston

Rookie (Columbus, Ohio)

Someday


Her tears like acid so she tries not to cry
The presure too heavy, she froces every step
All her pride is gone never to be seen again
No outsiders' love reaches her

Depresion has gripped her tightly
She waits alone for someone
Anyone to pick her up again

Alas, nobody notices and nobody cares
She is invisable
A shadow at the most

But for a momment she sees a light
With feathered wings and a feeling of freedom
She takes flight
No fear, no worries
Finally she had found peace in the clouds

Someday maybe, just maybe I could join her

Submitted: Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 24, 2013
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