Insomnia
Well, it's 10 o' clock and lights are out. My roomate is snoozing, a lump of blankets. Through the dark, I hear a plane, soaring overhead with it's last passengers. I flip over, shuffling my feet…
dead inside is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 2 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees dead inside 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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