I don’t understand, why I am here.
When will I ever be able to live,
I feel like a little girl again.
Talking to the moon,
Like it was my best friend.
Reassured, that it will spend another night with me,
As I cried myself to sleep.
Every night I look for him
Wishing upon the stars
Pleading my need for him
My want for him.
Screaming my thoughts so loudly,
I lay down sadly.
Knowing I can’t live without him
I pray.
As my thoughts cascade across the midnight sky,
I can’t help but to dream of myself.
Grown up, fully developed,
and being who I always wanted to be.
Telling myself that those days being a young girl
will be only a memory .
Afraid of telling my mom,
how I really feel at night as I lay my head on my pillow.
Just patiently waiting to grow up.
Hoping one day angels from heaven,
would come down and take me to show me the world.
Planning a getaway with bold intentions,
I humor myself.
Knowing that I loved my mom too much,
To kidnap myself and throw me in the ditch of real life.
But, in the back of my mind I think even in such conditions
Will I be happier?

Todays poetry contest submission was written by Angelic.


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