Halfway-Girl | Teen Ink


April 21, 2014
By megan_lynne DIAMOND, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
megan_lynne DIAMOND, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
"You have no control who lives, who dies, who tells your story."

I reach into her brain,
climb in through the little
break on the word
and really meet her for the
first time.

She is
empty in my hands
so I drop her
because those emotions
are burning my insides.

Her eyes shine
tell the countless tales
that are tattooed inside
her lips, locked underneath
her tongue, toyed with
when boys kiss her.

Skin translucent,
see the spirits ghosting
through her blood,
taking sanctuary in her heart,
killing her.
Refuge in her
head, eat her brain
and leave her as
a shell.

She is a ghost
with lungs that expand,
a shadow with aches and
a whisper who can scream
Born to a standard unreachable
to feel the pain her parents do.

There is a girl,
who I have tried to touch.
There is a girl who burned me,
liquified fire in her veins,
freezing capabilities in her

Here is Halfway-Girl,
born and bred to
yearn for more.

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