All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
Worded Blood
October 24, 2013
I get so tired
Of the place I call home
And the daily routine of things I do.
My mind has started to imagine
What it would be like to awaken somewhere new,
Started to imagine
What it would be like
To truly adore someone
Who love me too.
I’ve become so stuck in these daydreams,
I don’t even know
If I bleed red, blue
Or if words just drip out of
A skinned knee,
Or an open wound.
I feel alive,
But not here.
I feel alive in myself,
In my passion
And in my worded blood.
Now I think I need change,
Change for this worded blood.
© Lauren M., Scotch Plains, NJ
Similar Articles
Previous Next
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.
