Dineal Karl Poet Alliteration

I Drew Lines

I drew a line in the chalk 
I tasted freedom
I touched the moon
I saw the air conforming around human nature
I danced in bliss
I smelt emotion 
The sweet aroma of artificial joy
I drew lines in the chalk 
I drew lines
But these lines become permanent 
The lines in the chalk became the lines on my soul.
These lines didn't make me jovial 
But caged my mind 
I drew lines 
To set trapped insides free 
To dance in the sky 
To become light 
To be wind 
I smelt only what I could see 
And what I saw were lines 
A gradual flow of red streams 
A visual art form of relief 
I drew two lines 
But they weren't in the chalk. 
But I was an artist

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Lilly Davis November 4, 2016 at 9:37 PM I love the poem, It's hard to fight depression, When you know no one cares, When you know it didn't matter if you were here or not, When your all alone, Especially when your just a kid.