shiny object

I’m completely alone

Walking in the dark

Complete black surrounds me

I continue to walk

For I have no other choice

To go back would mean sudden death

Yet the cave I walk in goes on for miles

As I walk it ever so slowly

As I walk this path of darkness

Simply to make the prize at the end my own

From far far away I see something shiny

Sparkling out in the cave of ash

It’s so far, so out of my reach

I’m walking fast and faster

I can’t help myself, now I’m sprinting

Exhorting all my energy for this object

Finally I’m near, just a few yards away

I can see its beauty and perfection

I almost have it in my grip when I wake from this dream

This dream that will never be

This dream that is once again over

I’ll never have the shiny object

I’ll just keep running after it

The perfect item is out of my reach

Because that’s how it’s meant to be

I’m meant to not have the most beautiful thing

I’m meant to be the outcast

The shiny object is friends and popularity

Acceptance and kindness from people who won’t look my way

The shiny object that I want so badly isn’t mine

And seemingly never, ever will be

 

Reviews

[idk]

I love this. You really pull the reader in. Nice work

[Sunflower 20]

very enjoyable read, i liked the way you told a story through each line. the journey to catch the shiny object reminded me of Indian Jones, and then it became clear what the object represented and the truth became clear. i think the "object" is something that many teenagers wish they had.

nice job :)