Teens

By Daja Mabry

Experience the life of a troubled teen through her poetic eyes: the battles of love and loss, the battles with herself, and the conflictions within family, bonds, and betrayal. Follow her on a journey through trauma and curiosity and watch how the impact of maturing strengthened and broke her. Realize the relativity of topics that aren't normally discussed among others. Did you experience this? How did you cope? Can you relate?

If so, this book should shed some light on the aspect that you are not alone in this. Isn't it nice to have someone to relate to?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Page Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Feb 28, 2023
• ISBN: 9781662484308

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Teens

Daja Mabry

Copyright © 2022 Daja Mabry

All rights reserved

First Edition

PAGE PUBLISHING

Conneaut Lake, PA

First originally published by Page Publishing 2022

ISBN 978-1-6624-8419-3 (pbk)

ISBN 978-1-6624-8430-8 (digital)

Printed in the United States of America

Table of Contents

Withering Winter

Nobody's Perfect

The Prayer

Swearing in Kisses

Bullying

Into Oblivion

14-Year-Old Drama (Miscarriage)

Reap What You Sow

Trying Love

Blissful Souls

Black Overload

10 Reasons Why I Broke My Cigarette

Metaphors

Five Things about My Self-Confidence That Irritate Me

My Role as a Child

Let Me Tell You About Yourself Love

Warning

Corrupted Fucks

Growing Pains

Insecurities Painted on the Sidewalk

Entanglements

Aphrodite

I Got My Heart Broken on a Wednesday

Goodbye letter

Sometimes

My Apology Letter

Trial and Error

All You Need Is hope

About the Author

We are fucking unicorns.

—Christopher Hinton (10/30/91–12/13/19)

Withering Winter

Beauty sprouts out her skin like roses

Yet the dewdrops fall down her cheeks in despair

Nobody sees her dying petals

Hears the crunch of her withering hair

They can't touch past the surface

The thorns are too prickly there

She's wishing for water, her throat dry and bare

The wind blows her back and forth without a care

Soon winter will come

And no more will she grow

And she'll be buried under six feet of snow

She's so cold

Waiting for the sun too shine

Nobody sees her sprouting petals

Hears her stem expanding

She's learned to see past the surface

Her thorns are meant to defend

She sacrifices her water, her throat chakra deepens

The wind can no longer move her

Soon spring will come

And they'll see her grow

Her strength will soon show

Nobody's Perfect

We make eye contact, the sun shimmering off your pupils.

Like in the movies.

I forget what it's like to be alone.

Then they leave me, and everything darkens.

My fears tie me down as my anxiety suffocates me.

Waiting for your gaze to fall on me once more, I sit there and endure the suffering.

When your savoring eyes reconnect with mine, I come up, sputtering and gasping for air.

In these moments, I'll gently grab your face so I can be comforted longer,

Not wanting to go back under.

I have trust issues.

Fearing the world, I will conquer with you by my side,

Unsure if you'll stay to rule.

Cruel is what I will not be.

Instead, I'll be disarming all the cruelty