Status: This is a verse novel. Warning: Involves abuse.

Invisible

Poetry, #1

Jackie White
English class
Mrs Turner
13th March, 2011
Poetry, #1

Resistance

The boy holds his breath for a time stuck to a year
He fears what lays ahead of another not so near
For a path strewn with glass laying tracks to a heart
Creates a whisper in his ear that he always picks apart
Together with a mystery, he knows a fact of untruth
Which drains away his laughter, happiness and youth
But, oh dear, she enjoys the sight that meets an eye
When she enters his plain question of yet another why
To the discomfort of a ruin, a rain falls to the skin
A disappearing reason to commit an unforgiving sin
He's living a lie that is nothing of a teary treasure
The screams of the dying fading from her pleasure
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A glimpse into the way she writes :D