POEM STARTER

Awakening

Write a poem about an awakening - it could be literal or metaphorical.

The Puppet’s Awake

Here she was,


Dark…deep…hurt.


Staring at the waves in front of her.


Just 2 days ago


She sung Taylor swift


with the windows down.


Now she’s just drowning.


Nothing changed


No crazy life event


It was like she woke up one day


And she was just different.


A puppet


Someone else’s toy.


Not alive. Not dead. Not anyone.


She woke up and she wasn’t her anymore.


But did it pass? Will it?


Can she force it away?

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