you carry yourself with certain uncertainty and I wonder why that is. Continue reading
January 10th, 2016.
Wings painted black flap effortlessly,
striving for the infliction of pain,
as eyes blink away tears of relief
after catching a breath from their struggle to obtain
In my English class we’ve been doing a poetry unit, and one of our assignments was to write a poem in the format of Identity by Julio Noboa Polanco with our own extended metaphors. Even though this wasn’t exactly my own work in the light that we were supposed to take from the original poem and incorporate it into ours, I still rather like how it turned out, so here ya go 😛