Find Me
I'm falling in a hole; that I can't be heard from. My body begins to disappear, becoming long gone. What do I do, to find my way out? When I can't even see, wha'ts right in front of me. It's cold and…
criedout is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 1 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees criedout in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.
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