My Spikes
Waiting in anticipation of that single gun shot palms sweaty as we line up to start all falls silent all I hear is the sound of my racing heart all I feel is the adrenaline rushing through my legs…
trackmetaphor 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 trackmetaphor 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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