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Troy Stevens
Dont think I've forgotten you,
Your deliqicate frame still roams around in my mind,
Dances, sways and sometimes haunts me,
A fiery being,
A ball of flames entrancing me,
But slowly the flame dims,
Your frame is dark like coals,
Coals without the flame,
And my own fights in the wind,
Holding on to the little life left,
But in the mist of the darkness,
A flash,
A yellow streak,
It's fast,
It's energetic,
It strikes me and i erupt with life,
I'm no longer a flame,
I'm a lighting bolt complex,
But i will n ever forget the life I lived as a flame.
The flame and the lightening, perfect halves of them fill me,
And I regain the life I lost inside.
- Troy Stevens
I write franticly before my mother enters my room, but before I could hide the notebook she enters,
"Hey baby, whatcha writing?" her body bounces through the door,
"Hi mum, another poem" I answer quickly,
"Can I read it?" I'm a little shy when it comes to people reading my poems,
"Uhh I guess" I say handing it to her, she takes a few moments before looking at me and smiling,
"This is beautiful" she says after moments of reading,
"Thanks" I say trying to take the notebook back from her but she firmly holds it,
"They both mean a lot to you" I shrug pretending it didn't know what she is talking about, she shakes her head and hands me the book back "How's school going?" she sits next to me,
"It's been going great" she looks at me her eyes pushing me to say more "Well I found out Nikki is gay" my mother's brow shoot up in shock,
"Well that's interesting, and how's Samantha?"
"Oh, she's great" I smile grabbing my phone from on the bed "How's work?"
"It's good my boss Mr.Williams is going to be coming over for dinner next week"
"Oh" I say confused as to why that has anything to do with me,
"He's a really nice man" and then it hits me,
"You have feelings for this man" I say sounding harsher than I expected,
"I-He's just a friend baby" her tone softens
"I'm sorry mum, if you have feelings for this man he must be great, you can fall in love again" I answer, and smile at her, my mother has been through a lot and the most I can do is support her decisions that same way she supports mine. She sits quietly staring at me, disbelief is written all over her face,
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Love Journey
Teen FictionCan two broken people actually find love? Troy Stevens may look like nothing is going on with him, but inside of that head, behind those green eyes pain lies eating away at him day by day. The struggle of dealing with the deat...
