Prize Poetry

Walk One Mile in My Shoes

by a young man, age 14

I want you to walk one mile,
Just one, in my shoes.

I want you to see how you can hurt me,
I want you to see what goes on behind my masks. 

I want you to know what it's like
When a person is beaten until they bleed.

I want you to know how I feel
When I must feel like I don't deserve to even breathe.

I want you to understand my pain
When I start to cry, while people make fun of me, because I'm bi.

I want you to walk one mile,
Just one, in my shoes.

I want you to see what happens when I pick myself up,
I want you to see the beauty in my life.

I want you to know how I express myself.
My words are like a thousand screams in the darkness of night.

I want you to know what I am capable of.
My strength is like a predator, ready to fight.

I want you to know my heart.
My love is like a portal straight to happiness...

I want you to walk one mile,
Just one, in my shoes.

And see how much I'm actually not worthless.


Other "Honorable Mention" Recipients, April 2014
A Blue River
Who I Am