Running

i know a lot of teen's face these kind of emotions and thoughts so it really isn't very original but oh well :)

The thought I had was fleeting and past quickly, like a single beat of a humming bird’s wing. But it was strong, like a flame in the night.

It started at my feet, a warm dull feeling, like stepping into a bath that had been sitting out for a little too long.

I want to leave.

It traveled to my knee like branches of a willow tree wrapping around me.

I could run.

As it went up to my belly button I thought,

I feel like a caged moth, fluttering and dancing and pounding around with really no objective but to go. I have to go.

Then went to my rib cage, cold and stabbing, like a tiny subway.

Oh Emily, your being silly. Every teen thinks about this. And none of them ever do it!

Then went to my shoulders.

I could pack up right now… and just leave. I could.

Went down my arms like a wet fall day

Kids who really do do this only are gone for a little while... Why should I be different?

Then went up my neck to my chin

But I still could.

And to my fore head in a rush, like when you stand up too quickly.

But I won’t.

And rushed out of my head in a small explosion of sputtering fire.

But I could.

And I smiled, slightly slyly.

…

I could.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

"I feel like a caged moth, fluttering and dancing and pounding around with really no objective but to go. "
I like the energy and the desire the poem. The above lines I like a lot. The good description create vision of dreaming and hoping for a escape. I did like the ending. "I could."
Thank you for the excellent poetry
Coyote

[lady pilot]

oh! im so glad you liked that line because i put a lot if work in to that one to make it sound the way it did. glad it turned out the way i wanted it to