Writing Resources from Fifteen Minutes of Fiction
SoloCold and detached,
intent on the whispering voices inside of me.
Looking for a reason to let go
to forget my solo.
I stand in the light and wonder
why the voices taunt me so;
why I can’t feel what those close call a glow
until I forget my solo.
I feel my body burn.
I feel the spotlight press down on me.
I fight against the light but realize
it is my sweet reprieve
from my very own solo.
I float away and wonder:
For what has it been?
Why was I there?
What purpose may I serve
in the life I know beyond the light?
May what has happened prove not
to destroy my very own solo.
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