Tue, 10/17/2017 - 16:58 -- DLira31

Pain lingering through my heart,

Consistently anchoring my feet to the dark, 

A vital resurection after this depression, 

Please listen to this life lesson, 


Seventeen, Three Six Five's,

Nobody has come to save my life, My mind, 

Full of disraught thoughts,

Exact ones that led to the discontinuation of those who committed self immolation, 


I questioned their actions,

Wondered which interactions led them to question self-admiration, 

Blood vessels full of lacerations, 

Only to be a humiliation, 


But i finally understand it,

The pain undone as the light goes,

I guess thats just the way life goes,


If i consume this time much more, 

I'm sure you'll mourn, 

As they bury me six feet deep along with all my thoughts that are discreet,


Now Please, 

Hear my whispers that I perceive to be screams, 

The screams that used to be a "dream". 

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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