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10 Minute Poetry: “Untitled”

“Untitled” by Michal Mitchell

Could I dance with you?

Or will you leave me all alone.

At that time I wept and crept right underneath your skin,

I forgot to tell you.

That every time you came across my mind,

I scratched you out until you felt my pain,

Because I couldn’t let you in,

Into my mind of sorrow weeps,

And pity self to sleep,

My mind must have killed you.


I wish you could’ve been the one,

To save me from my demons,

My brain washed and roughly sunken through,

My wasted memories,

I tormented with my mind,

Distorted every time,

I wished you were there to see me through,

Because I cannot save myself without you.


Tell me, do you still think of me?

I wish not out of fear or pity,

Because I hoped, you wouldn’t care,

If I fell into despair,

Because it’s not what I’m used to,

And if I feel comfort I’ll dream to see it through,

That’s why reluctantly, I let my dreams,

Turn to nightmares.

But would I ever really dare, to take that dance, for I just stare,

Eyes is all I’ve ever seen,

The ones from nightmares, not of dreams.


“10 Minute Poetry” is my own weekly poet’s game; one in which I write an original piece of poetry, with nothing but a given title, in ten minutes.


Follow me on Instagram and Twitter for more original poetry at @jackycoocoo

Michal Mitchell is freelance writer and graduate from the University of Utah with a bachelor's degree in English. Her passions include, writing poetry for her "10 Minute Poetry" column, fiction, screenplays and delving into a Chopin Étude every now and then. When she's not writing for Her Campus, she seeks solace in the ventures of her mind. You can follow her on Instagram and Twitter at @jackycoocoo for poetry, celebrity interviews, fiction, articles, or to commission her for an article.
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