Poetry

An angel being dragged through Hell alive

believe in something.
believe in something.
it is worth it in the end.
is there even an end?
don’t tell me nothing.
don’t tell me nothing.
there needs to exist more than just wounding up dead
a cross of my own lies alone, burning next to my heart
faith never questioned from various momentarily lessons,
i’ve seen bits of him everywhere, temporary resurrections,
i’m just patiently waiting
i’m just patiently waiting
for something in secret,
to wind up on its retreat,
nothing is ever shown.
nothing is ever shown.
known to the unknown,
a savior; silent prayers
he knows everything
but why am I still being
dragged through Hell,
dragged through Hell
Relentlessly alive?

Alexandra Guzman

Alexandra Guzman is currently a high school sophomore at Brooke Charter High School in Boston, MA. She has never been published before. "An angel being dragged through Hell alive" is about trusting your faith even in moments where everything is unclear and rocky. Her family is from Guatemala, so her Hispanic-American identity is huge to her.

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