Slide Show Poem by Jessica Elizondo

Dark secrets we keep,
my heart bleeds.
So many thoughts in
my mind, I might be
going insane, My
tourchured eyes drop,
not connecting to the
real world. My world is better,
safe. Am I a coward? maybe.
My mind goes through every
detail, every situation I've
gone through, like engraved
photos in my head, that visit
me in the night. I'm not sure,
I'm not positive, I'm not content,
I'm not sad, I'm not happy,
I'm not mad. My deepest desires
burst at the seems, but
what Can I redeem?