It was quiet like the cat prowling the street,
A hushed explosion lurking at the corner,
Swelling,
Coiling,
Slithering,
Clinging,
To my insides,
And I shivered
Gritted my teeth
A scream threatened to pierce my lips
I wanted to shout all my troubles,
Let it linger in the polluted air and evaporate
As soon as it touched the clouds and disappeared in the galaxy
I was but a mouse in a cage of lions in this world
My hushed explosion hunched over and withered,
So I knelt down,
My knees scraping the concrete,
I bowed my head and I prayed.
Andrea Ramos: My name is Andrea Ramos, I am 21 years old, I am a fourth year,a double major in creative writing and literature.I love to write long and short stories,poems and read almost any genre.
