It is still
So quiet that even a pen dropping could seem like an atomic bomb going off
The only sound is the waterfall, the cave behind all my tears
seems to get smaller and smaller
until the waterfall errupts like a volcano on the island of agony
I only wish I could go back to the cave behind the waterfall
Where tears dry and never rain down
There is a barrier between land and sea
though it is not physical
A mental mindset barrier of ignorance and understanding
There is life all around, but the ignorant do not think killing a tree, an animal, a plant takes a life
No matter how big or small
The understading can come to terms
The sea needs a friend
Someone who wouldnt give it love and destroy it in the end
Someone who would care for it like the mother it so needs
Life has a funny way of telling us things
The young beg to grow older
While the old beg for an extra breathe
All she could do had been done
All the kindness had been given
And now our tears have yet to decease
Maybe if we wait we’d see her again..
So as we live on planet earth
we may sit and be weaping
we may hope to see her, like how she saw God
And it all started with sleeping
Each word I need released is easily written on a page but never spoken aloud
Each word means more than any will ever understand
Because the only good thing about the words in your head is that you never feel alone.
A world of all inner thoughts
but no actions
“People are so mean”
Skank! Loser! Freak!
“She’s my best friend,ily!”
One of the fakest people I have ever met
“I LOVE your outfit”
What dumpster dive did she salvage that from?
“All I wish is for world peace’
Homicide, I hate everyone, go away!
What are we? Who have we become, and why?
Now a days behind every keyboard we each become a peace activists and confront all the wrong and fake positivity.
I have done it, you done it, we are all guilty.
The universe has became a greedy place that only reflects upon self empowerment and sets a goal to crush every happy moment someone else may have.
“Do they mean that?” “Were they being sarcastic?”
Our fingers now either tremble over the blue cubed box that sends our personal message throughout the stratosphere or putting up a braceful cold front stating that we are not afraid of others.
The fear, the laughter, the anxiety, the drama
it all slowly builds up inside
Until it once hits you again
It
You are fragile, folded wings,
just tired from the night sky
You don’t have to force yourself to smile at anyone
But its okay, to smile for yourself…
To lose you would break me
But anything worth the fear is worth the fight
All I want is one more day
Its been 10 years my feline friend,
rest with ease.
You should be happy
For you are no longer fragile, but open winged
resting in the night sky.
Like a caged bird, you kept me under wraps
You left me blinded in darkness
You were the only ounce of light I encountered through the darkness
The only cheerful thing in my cluster of surrounding gloom
You were the only glimmer of happiness in what seemed to be the saddest kind of universe
The world went dark as the spark grew light
The new words not from your mouth, which were never spoken became a beacon in the night
A new wing maker came to save me
Storing independence and grace in its structure
And the best part is, you never had to tell me so I could feel beautiful
Beautiful, with my broken wings.
One day I will stop this storm you’ve made.
One day I will be released from these golden chains you have cuffed me with.
You do not own me
You do not control me
You do not know me
One day I will tell the world the stories of how beauty has become a figure of speech, for you have shown me even the most enchanting sights have the ability to form a horrific monster from the inside out. Who knew beneath all that glory was a beast crushing every ray of hope I still had left inside….
I am older now, I have prayed that I may be wiser than I was in the beginning.
Sometimes I see you, applauding myself that I no longer feel the weight of the now rusted and cracking chains that once confined me to the thought of anything else but you.
The storm on my behalf is long gone now, but I can’t quite say the same for you.
You still have the look, each time I catch your glance I see it.
Today your storm still has the calm roar of confusion. A kaleidoscope of emotion still continuously run through your veins.
I must ask, however.
How do your golden chains feel?
Are they as heavy as mine once were?
One day you will learn your lesson, so good news for you
Today is the day.
Though I am 53
There is a girl within me
That will forever be young and free
A girl who’s soul was meant to be
Meant to be wherever she was happy
She lived a life that seemed to last
But she never knew how fast it would pass
Today I turn 96
Believe me, its true, for there is no clock to fix
Who knew time could fly by?
Who knew how quickly it felt to die?
Today I am an angel
Who is beautiful and thin
Inlying in the heart
Of my granddaughter’s grin
She is young
She is the one
If you love something let it go
That is a lesson I hope we all know.
Months have gone by since she has given you her heart
Then you left, out the door to depart.
I hope you only got stalled on your way,
Because you’re her only love til this day.
While losing you, is the factor she has known
She didn’t realize how high the cost would go.
While you no longer think of her, for this she knows is true.
For the rest of her life, no, eternity, she will always love
you.
1.) Ride the school elevator with the lights off
2.) Explore those places you’ve never been in and behind the doors you’ve never opened in the building
3.) Ride trash cans (the ones with wheels) like gladiators and have a battle
4.) Play ‘sardines’, which is basically hide and seek, throughout the school
5.) Announce over the intercom system
6.) Hallway Surf
7.) Run around the gym and scream your head off!
8.) Be a rebel, wear your hat in the building
And you’re a liar
Every single thing you’ve said
Every single I love you,
I need you, I will never leave you
Were all made up
I used to think that to have a friend
like you was a treasure
That you were like constellations
Because you shined like the starts,
And I thought I had connected them to form you.
But darling, you are not one
Of the shining stars up in the sky
But you are the black hole
That sucked up every aspect of my life
And I was dumb enough to believe you.
And I was left with nothing.
You’re a liar
And you will never be as beautiful as the stars in the sky.
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