Another magnified teenager

Hello trembling shadow of my soul
no sugar plum fairy can help me now
for I step on quicksand on and on
an eternal fear through this night and dawn

Hello moments of deep silence
atmosphere of peace and death
no wind swirls around me
no joy or pain opresses my heart

Calm or calamity, tranquility before tempest
Deep nothing, deep no feelings, deep emptyness

Hello cold winds that live in my skin
Hello guilty tears I can't hide
Hello screaming mute voice behind the curtain
of my laughs, come all join the void island
of my soul.

How you grow into a poem
when despair needs to abide
in a swollen refugee,
when you're writing on a line.