THE BOY WHO LIVED
by TAYLOR
Imagine a world where everyone was dead except for one,
The Boy who lived.
Evil spirits and angry souls,
Angry that he didn’t go.
They try to take his heart
And knock him down.
They try to make him bleed,
Make him drown.
In fact, he’s scared—
Time are rough,
No family, no love.
And he’s not very tough.
They are full with jealousy.
They wish that they could be him.
They want to poison his veins
And weaken his limbs.
They did not survive
So why did he,
That is what all of them think,
So much hatred and negativity.
Everything is dark.
When they gnaw at his soul,
It feels like they are stabbing him with darts.
He prays he begs
But nothing works.
He gets even weaker
As they jerk and they jerk.
He’s not one to hide his emotions.
He hurts, he gets upset, and he cries.
Now he’s just accepted who he is,
The boy who lived.
WHO WE ARE
Exclusive Ink is Shortridge High School's dynamic creative writing group. This is the place for our work to glow.WHAT WE DO
We write poems, short stories, essays, and whatever us inspires us. We share our work aloud and support each other.WHY WE WRITE
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