Teenage Poem “Frustrated”

 Frustrated It feels as if small rubber balls are bouncing inside of me, As a wave of nausea engulfs my body, A cold shiver runs down my spine Causing my limbs to feel tired and lifeless. My brain pounds against my skull, Trying to remember everything I supposedly should. Preparing me for what might lie ahead. Isolated The balls are bouncing higher, forcing their way up my throat. I … [Read more...]