Sixteen Poem by Michelle Dominique Augustyn

Sixteen



Sixteen years old and no where headed
So far from finding myself
Frustration grows and depression deepens
God, are you even up there?

At my age many are extraordinary
I am too far lost to find
Trying to prove worthiness, success
Is keeping me from believing in anyone

Tears poor more often then they should
Is there even a limit?
While in this world of vertigo
No one responds to my cries

My brain is a monster without violence
It causes misery but is my company
Stopping is no thought of result
Time is too fast to see

I work as hard as I can
I remain unsuccessful
I am sixteen and searching for an ending

June 21st,2010

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