Written By: Prisha Rao
A Grey Area
It is so dark in here that you
cannot tell angels from demons
I need more
To run on water I need more power
than simply my will
To be with you I need less obstacles
than undying love
To have family I need more will
than power
Even if that family is gone,
for them, I have an undying love
Life is not about the end
I enter this door of life
It’s the feeling when I realize
I can breathe
When I can see more than one shade
It’s the feeling of hugs and warmth
The smell of old books
and piping hot tea
I am not dead inside
It is not the end result
but instead the process of being
It is the emotion in the middle
No one may remember you later
But do you exist to be remembered?
It is the feeling being able to feel
It is the feeling of dying
But I am not dead inside
And I am not waiting to
I exist to make myself feel
Don’t close this door of life
Prisha Rao is a sixteen year old high school sophomore from Queens, New York. Prisha began exploring prose and poetry as a way to live out daydreams in elementary school. She has some published pieces on various anthologies and is in the process of writing a collection of poems that tell a story of secrets in a basement. You can find Prisha Rao by following @prisha.rao1 on Instagram.