New beginnings,
But nothing’s really changed.
I am still trapped in my void.
In my world.
In my own mind.
My words are meaningless,
Like a grain of sand on the vast savanna.
The wind blows me over.
I haven’t the will to stay rooted.
I try to find hearty ground,
But I am unwanted.
By nature,
By people,
By myself.
So Earth,
Now is your chance.
Swallow me whole.




zorahZorah was born in Berkeley, California, and has lived there her whole life. This is her first time publishing her work, and she is very excited to share her poetry with you. She has been a type 1 diabetic for the past two years, and she spends most of her time writing poetry and short stories.

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