Bibliomanic Bookworm

 This is my submission for the 2018 Yallwest teen writing contest! That was my story, but I wanted a different one, In all its glory, I wanted it undone. I let ambition hook me, and claw its way to the top, where it controlled my body and mind see, it only got worse with time, like a junk shop. I felt the shift, Slowly everything changed, I watched my soul lift, and then it rearranged. I ignored the signs, of a blackening heart, I would stop this design, if only I was smart. I lost control, and now I'm left all alone. M.M. Please do not use or copy my work without permission!

Look through your glasses with clarity, At this world with no security, What happened to the carefully crafted purity? This world is but a parody, Of the old recipe we all followed merrily. Now we worriedly look around for the enemy, Sitting and waiting for the horrible irony. Where is our transparency? Listen to the eerie cries of the wary, And sneer because they need therapy. If we were daring, we could find a remedy. Instead of this warranty we place on each entity. M.M. Please do not copy or use my work without giving me credit!

This poem is dedicated to Selena for liking it so much. Prodigal child, Perfect girl, Tell me why you fear the world. Inferior child, Incubus boy, Tell me how you find your joy. Meek adult, Modest man, Tell me who stole your lifespan. Selfish adult, Sinful woman, Tell me when you will become human. Each person is in the midst, Of their own cruel world That they made exist. M.M. Please do not steal my work or copy it without giving credit!

The Shadow screams out seeing life but not living M.M. Please do not use or copy my work without credit!

I once had a grandmother that loved me so, She's in a better place now, At least everyone says so. Although I am little, I can still decipher riddles. She told me to meet her in a place far away, Where comets and stars live and stay. She built me a ladder that helped me up, To the place where she landed, On her journey through the sky, She told me, "Don't worry, I'm always nearby." She told me she loved me so when I woke up in my room, Her voice was what I held onto, Even after my trip to the moon. M.M. Please do not use or copy my work without credit!