I squint at the sunlight'
Too bright for unborn eyes.
I am starved for reality,
Craving the return of my life;
Yet, I flinch, frightened, to see that life continues
Without me.
What is one speck on the face of the Earth?
Everything to someone,
Nothing to the World.
Author Bio:
Elisabeth Diazon is a young writer, who grew up writing short stories edited by her closest friends. She pulls inspiration from the struggles she has endured, but also from thoughts on love and beliefs about humanity. Elisabeth draws on influences from many different poets, including, but not limited to: Emily Dickinson, Sylvia Plath, and Anne Sexton. She hopes to publish in the future. Whenever she isn't writing, she is usually dancing, reading, or knitting.