Marshmallow

So bored yet anxious, to soon feel fresh air, In all this time, Ive wanted to be free, Am blinded by soft pillows everywhere I feel so squished within, I want to flee

The stubborn seal holds, then breaks apart I feel good natures air, runs all around With some relief, its all about to start Oh pick me now; though dont know where Im bound

Hands stuff me on the stick, its sharp and hard Smoke suffocates me, no one else to blame The stick tears me apart, now Im all scarred Held in mid-air, above the blazing flame

All black and charred, Im burnt inside and out I fall into the ashes, try to shout

By Katie Mackenzie

Year 8