Save Me
Take to this a dying flame Add oxygen and it comes alive again Like the past calling for recognition A hand reaches up pleading the same old tell Save me and you’ll be let free of hunger Yet deep in…
therealcost 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 therealcost 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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