Who am I? Where have I gone?
Reality is not an attainable goal,
fore I am lost in this cosmic parallel world much like hell.
If I could change something in this world:
I would make everyone the same size.
Not fat, nor thin,
But merely, a healthy looking in between.
People would be valued for their
And individual traits;
As opposed to their appearance.
We would eat as we pleased,
And never feel guilty;
Or resort to media infested diets.
But I can not change this world;
The battle goes forth.
But there is another way.
I can share my inner fears;
I can learn to value
And my individual traits.
I can seek the answer,
And try to change:
That has fought so hard,
Against the real me. (Poem by Hadeel)
I write these words of sorrow
In return hearing the voices of aggression
On and on again the voices rise,
when mercy falls
When they’re sins and commands take over who I really am
These tears that have stained my sheets
The blood that spills out of my skin
The shadows mock my soul
The demons trick me into their path,
away from the light I once lust for
and into the darkness of the fallen,
Many are broken,
Only few with such happiness
My luck soars through the sky,
like a broken angel,
falling all over again,
and failing others who once commanded me,
Ending up into the darkness of an ocean
too deep to receive oxygen,
and too beautiful to back down
My innocence faded,
when everyone found hatred to replace happiness
Please, is there anyone who can see?
Is there anyone who believes in me?
My words escape my lungs
Only for the deaf to hear
I wrote these words of sorrow
and received everlasting tears (Poem by Katie Higgins)
When I pass… I’ll be young and looking my best. Wrap me in silk shrouds And place shiny pearls On my chest. Sent me above to the clouds Into the alluring after world. Everyone will remember me, That’s immortality. Everyone will love me when I’m gone. They will say I was wise, skilled and strong-willed […]
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I came to visit, did you see? I left a note for you, did you see? I miss you, I miss you, Three words that matter so little. Sometimes, I need you now. I polished it, again and again, Until the marble glowed. For the briefest second, I could’ve sworn I felt you presence. “I […]
Groody blew spices, it sounded like jazz in the south but that was a long time ago. When he kicked the bucket all the neighborhood kids hushed outside, thinking he would come back and play if they were quiet. The folks who danced to his sound, when he played in town never went back there […]