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I am no longer going to let you get in my head and make me feel like there is something wrong with me,
All because you can't see all of the potential that I have and all of the things that I can be.
It’s so easy to get lost
To get comfortable in the act
In the game of pretend
Of being something you’re not
Perhaps because it’s safer
Or because you are afraid of the monster behind the mask
Prove it or lose it i must chose over 5 years to the date i came threw
and gave a 110 and followed all rules placed upon me
two years in some really great people that saw a leader in me fought
All I need is who you are to me
Thinking out loud before the mirror
A worrysome image to make me fret or blush.
All I need is you, tell me the tale of me
A tale I shouldn't have forgotten.
Ears pounding from the sound of my own disappearance
My feet forever ceaseless in their own escape
Limbs burning, gazed focused solely on the exit
Running
To determine self worth on a sliding scale strung so precariously
How melancholic is this!
Tendrils of doubt embedded superficially
On the surface of marbled skin.
The varying shades of gray-
Lately I have realized something about myself that I never have before,
And I wish it hadn't taken me long to realize that when one closes, there is always another door.
For the girl who doesn't have everything...
You don't need to buy fancy clothes.
You don't need to be popular.
You don't need to have a lot of friends.
You don't need to fit in.
I am never enough for you.
Despite our momentary happiness, I still
fail to obtain your unreachable standards.
My self worth will pour out
the cracks of the piggy bank
On the day I decide to steal the coins
Destiny of a cursed “Runt”
Why did I stray?
I misbehaved,
Suddenly I feel beyond ashamed.
Stringent to my body
Rigorous hobby
Destiny of a cursed “Runt”
Why did I stray?
I misbehaved,
Suddenly I feel beyond ashamed.
Stringent to my body
Rigorous hobby
my love, that singular beauty, is all mine
touched with golden splendor of the gods
sweet as honey, rich as cherry wine
a lively sprite who frolics in the woods
As a daughter of the King,
I know I am more than
a number that magically knows my
flaws, imperfections, strengths, desires
and dreams.
I know I am more than
the sterotypical,
Raining on through the cloudy days
Staining the tainted window sills
Mother nature's song that played
Flashes that crashed through sky's
My face, is just a face,
You can’t say you know me
after just one glimpse.
My face, is just a face,
The smile I wear
No is a word meant for me.
No, it doesn’t bother me
No, don’t speak up
No, you cause too many issues
No, who are you to tell people what is okay?
I’ve always thought of heartbreak
As something from failing romances,
But I am learning with such a high stake:
Heartbreak does not discriminate against acquaintances.
Sad Girls.
There are plenty of them in this world.
You can see them in the hallways of your schools,
On the internet posting pictures tinted in dark shades,
She chose the path they told her to,
yet she could not recognize the face,
she who stared back from the mirror.
You are not enough.
Was it the glass breaking under the weight of stress,
was it she?
At some time in your life you will experience the type of love that will engrave its name on your skin similar to that of a tombstone engraved “ Rest In Peace”.
To feel you were meant to be more,
It is a feeling I know well
And with grief, my heart does swell
No hubris, to that which may quell
There will come a day, soon
Where I may roar,
But not as a beast,
Our world, separated by darkness and light,
Roughly advances, more difficult to fight;
People will struggle in order to thrive,
Though many just struggle to stay alive;
We sit on my balcony sharing a cigarette "you'll never like them"when the moon catches his face as he tilts it up in an exhale.A pale glow illuminates his pale skin.He almost looks as tired as he’s tried to convince me he isn’t. In and ou
How is our baby bear?
Is it healthy is it strong?
For you two I'll never cease to care
I don't care if chasing you is wrong
You are worth the world
I wrote the poem to my ex
To my First,
I remember the day that I witnessed your impressionable smile and sparkling eyes.
I remember the tiny flutter of my heart, that feeling that you were going to mean something to me.
Dear Little Kaylee,
If only you knew what your future holds,
Your accomplishments, your heartbreaks,
Your best and worst moments.
You will encounter hardships,
But they will shape your character
dear heart of mine,
why can’t you decide
who you do and do not like
why did it take you so long
to realize
Dear future self,
You are worthy
And you are strong.
You can achieve anything.
Keep your goals in mind
And your future bright.
Dear future me,
Stay away from people who make you
Feel like you are hard to love.
Honey, push them aside
and rise above.
Choose people
Who choose you.
And grow through
You are intelligent
Yet you know nothing
You are full of ideas
Yet you don’t know how to express them well
You are full of wisdom
I go out wearing jeans and vans and worry how I look.
Childhood fantasies are over. Life is not a story book.
People judge me in an instant. I do care what others say.
Dear Bully,
We haven't spoken much since middle school,
I'm sure you've noticed.
Or perhaps you haven't noticed.
The only thing that I am truly sure of is you used to notice me every day.
Because I love you, I lose myself in the way the earth spins
Because I love you, I am exalted when you step into the room
But it is because you love me, that I understand the deep affection I can have for myself
a hunched and squeaking thing
stalking you from mirror’s edge. perching
with slender spider legs and teeth. blinding
white and fragile as
eggshells. clicking
it’s tongue behind the light-bulbs. whispering
Yeah I found the light so now I begin my dream chasingOnce your on this path I promise you that there’s no escaping
I have a dream that one day love
will be gentle and easy.
There will be no abuse, there will
be no loving one more than the other,
there will be no force, there will be no
Being hated is my biggest fear
And of my struggles you are unaware
But through all of this unbeknownst to you some of the little things you do have helped me through
To my best friend who likes to call others perfect,
but cannot see her own worth.
To my bestfriend who is always willing to listen,
but then turns almost everything back to her.
Once upon a time not too long ago I came in contact with a magic mirror and we exchanged "hellos" "Mirror mirror on the wall why don't I like what I see in my reflection at all" The mirror became a bit sad And took awhile to respond But soo
My hands already know how to braid my hair
At 15, I cut my hairthe ends tickle my chin.sensational.
At 8, my hair is too short to braid.
Classic fairytales are like garbage
They reek of rotten apples
Pungently infiltrating the nostrils
This is two poems in one day, but so be it.
Psalm 147:4 ~
He determines the number of the stars and calls them each by name.
Isaiah 40:26 ~
Lift your eyes and look to the heavens: Who created all these?
My thirteen reasons why
Life pushed me stronger to survive
One. Served for a few years ,
Some very holy regulars came in
They said I've been gaining weight
Weak, weak, weak,
my inner voice, it cries
Weak, weak, weak,
my confidence, it dies
Weak, weak, weak,
my faith, it slowly fades
Melanin Stained Skin
Jeraldyne Norman
Melanin stained skin
Everyone’s staring, glaring through me
Watching each and every step I take
And now I’ve come to the end,
I walked a very long way.
Miles and years,
Smiles and tears.
But there is nothing left for me to say.
You didn’t hurt my feelings,
Welcome to the carnival of life
Where brilliance shines, flashing lights
Where memories are our currencies
Where affection is shared like cotton candy
Where strength is measured in courage
Welcome to the carnival of life
Where brilliance shines, flashing lights
Where memories are our currencies
Where affection is shared like cotton candy
Where strength is measured in courage
Old soul
Young bones
Turmoil and pure insanity-
This time last year I was really feeling the shit hit the fan, man
And I mean, really
He stretches out the heavens like a canopy and spreads them out like a tent to live under.
He allows us to play with the idea of walking in immeasurable confidence.
So we can take risks without the fear of failure.
We can,
There is no top, without a bottom.
There is no winner without a loser.
There is no finish line, until I start...
Build a wall so high, that I cannot see what lies ahead
Suppose someone told you that you just didn't make the cut,That you just weren't good enoughFor their level of expectations,That you weren'tWhat they needed to thrive.
"What would you do?"
Insecurity (“”)
Why aren’t you happier to see me
Why don’t you look nicer when we go out
Why do you always have to be so smart. . . or clueless. . . or dumb
There is a lot I have lost
but it may be worth the cost.
They say I must wake up from my dream
but what does it mean?
I have cried out for answers...
but all I recieve is cancers.
Fat girl wakes up in the morning
Fat girl tries on ten pairs of pants that does not make it look like her sides spill over
Fat girl keeps in the tears because it will smudge the makeup she is so proud of
Worthless, you say?
Well, Almost, but not quite
It takes some grammar
To make that right
You see, "worthless"
Spelling withal,
Is declaring you lack
any worth at all
looking threw each eye the three folds of feelings can dictate your day.
Pain, love, hope .
You may feel that your looking threw your pain.
Forgive me,
but I have such a hard time believing that you're being sincere.
I feel my fingers rattling—
tapping other bones,
nervously checking my phone,
Mirror mirror on the wallTell me I am beautifulTell me that this face I haveShould not change but stay as is.
Someone who can't make up their mind.
Unable to tell yourself that you can do whatever you want.
Maybe you are what everyone says you are.
The lights on the ceiling blurred my vision
As I lay on my back,
Humming low.
The world is cruel to
The young who
Have no place to go.
And the first thing I saw when
I stepped into the open
I'm not antisocial,
Nor do I hate people when I go away.
I actually thrive around them,
But there is a limit for me everyday.
I don't like large groups,
Unless it's a festival or concert.
i'm not going to be
at the bottom of your checklist
because you forget i'm a priority
like you forget to eat your breakfast
i'm not your last minute school project
i'm not "going through the motions"
Today I learned
that in France
having a gap between your teeth
is believed to be good luck
dents du bonheur
good luck teeth
In France
this "imperfection"
Cross my heart,
And hope while I cry
That one day, you will see
That I can really fly
That one day, you'll notice
That I'm finally enough
And that one day, you will realize
All I need is Me.My Thoughts are Mine.Alone on this island I may be,But with Myself I will be fine. All I need is Me.My Skills are Mine.Alone on this island I may be,But with My Hands I will work fine. All I need is Me.My Strides are Mine.Alone on
I woke up this morning and looked in the mirror
The reflection staring back at me raised an eyebrow and groaned -
honey you look a mess
I’m stranded.
Don’t know where I am, starting to lose
sense of who I am, but that can’t occur.
See, while my location may be unknown,
my identity and ideals cannot be gone
I'm whole.
Holy,
Wholly,
Pure.
Fresh driven snow,
Or freshly cut coke.
Blessed and untouched
Or lonely,
Unloved
Is my flower,
Truly power?
This is me
All I need is all me!
And if that surprises you, it surprises me!
Everytime I say it!
Every time I believe it!
And its only getting sweeter, when I hear other people say it.
ValidationThis is the only thing I needWhen I have itI can finally feel secureAnd only with itDo I feel safe-It's comparable to an addictionIt keeps away my demonsIt makes me unafraid
In your life, the saying
“Sticks and stones may break my bones,
but words will never hurt me”
Is something you’ll hear a lot
I love her more than I think she loves herself.
I look at her and see so many things.
I remember oh so well the mask she wore everyday.
The smile that was plastered on her face.
The only time I can’t forget you
Is in my drawn out fever dreams.
Half human, half animal,
You draw me in
Like an “Alice in Wonderland” character that shifts
I am contradictory
I am shy, yet I want to be the center of attention
I am intelligent, yet I do nonsensical things
I am quiet, yet my thoughts are loud and clear
My insides are constantly at war
You tell yourself
ou arent good enough for a love like that
But you deserve it
You deserve spending the rest of your life
with someone that loves the same music
that loves the rain just as much as you
Hold me closeenough our atoms touchwhen my subatomic particlesare shakingin fear of frustrationof becoming what I am.
Let flowers grow from your hands
from love and care each stem stands
Some may break
and your hands may ache
When you let another take a flower
One more will grow within the hour
On Tuesday I ran home
Just to get away from school
I can't stand how the people
Are so judging, are so cruel
They look at me, disgusted
As if they wish that I was dead
See a kid from high school like all the rest he just wanted to be cool.
Wanted to be the best. He Smoked what they spoke, and drank what they wrote,
You see it on TV
You see it in magazines
The image that you wish to be
All the girls at school have it
Hurling “helpful” insults so you
May have it too
The image that you wish to be
*clears throat* I'm........awesome.
And so is everything else.
*lights dim and people applaud*
It is a dense fog
As thick as pea soup
Struggling to suffocate me
Eyes unable to see mere inches ahead
It is a storm cloud overhead
Ominous and dark
Filled with rain about to drown me
Sometimes I feel like a failure
A washed up piece of nothing
all too aware of how inconsequential I am in this lifetime
Sometimes I want to give up
I want to run away
I have freckled cheeks and chapped lips.
I have never known what to do with my hair,
and I'm sure I sweat my makeup off before lunch everyday.
I am not pretty.
Because pretty is a flower,
No filter is needed to see who this is
A girl with such a bliss
Someone who they miss
But in history, they've shown of me what should be
As now I uncover my destiny
Now the filters may disappear
Slumber. Crema. Ludwig. Aden. Perputa. Amaro. Mayfair. Rise. Hudson. Valencia. X-Pro ll. Sierra. Willow. Lo-Fi. Earlybird. Brannan. Inkwell. Hefe. Nashville
Who am I?
My name is Seraiah Jean Cook
But what does that mean?
I'm more than a name
I'm just a girl in this world trying to be sane
My life hasn't been the best
The filter
It's something that sometimes makes me feel so good inside
It's something that enhances the beauty that I can't see inside of myself
So I need this filter
I am wild. I am spectacular. I am wildly passionate. I am jealous. I am human. I do dumb things. I make a fool of myself. I have a wondering and imaginative mind, I only see the good in people and I'm infatuated with the idea of love.
When you're left alone with no family to turn to
self confidence and worth becomes hard for you
Your confidence is shot your dreams diminished
never has anyone felt so finished
It's taken my entire life
A roll down a hill and a swim through a lake
Wide swings around wooded paths behind the trees and looking off towards the tracks
Some people judge you
Most people want to be you
What do I want?
Acceptance
I can’t change who I am
This is the only life I have
I will always be
Too skinny
I tried so hard
So hard to just show who I am
But
It scared me
Because I felt like no one would like who I am
I just wanted to be free
So free that I wouldn't care what other people thought
Life begins inside the cell
A simple structure,
without much complication,
that one can find anywhere
A cell, which can build a monastery
It started when I was young. Teased by my family.
Move you fat cow, you're blocking the TV.
she is nothing
she is nowhere
she is confused
she has been told who to be her whole life
she has no idea who she is
she has been........
Beat
Make mistakes.
So many of them.
So many so that one day you can look back and it and smile and say.
I did it.
I made it.
Carefully, she wraps herself in her very own, invisible cloak, one just like how Harry Potter had except not quite
For only the innermost layer of her being is hidden, the one she’d only show when she was at home
Feel what you see
The pain is not mine
It isn't yours
Who does it belong to
If not you or me?
It's better than pity
That lacks kindness and charity
The things that define us
can often make us worse,
but they can also make us better
we can grow,
like seeds after a forest fire
I want to see the stars
see past the fog
place my head above the clouds,
bathe in the light
I want to forget the dark
wrap myself in rich shades of blue,
In this world there aren't winners and losers
Just sitters and doers
And as we enter this universe
We are the choosers of if we win or not
Some people seem like they're winning by sitting
V Doubt
O Fills every corner of my mind
I Whispers
I Dark words of unending peril. Failure
I Hope
In the darkness you will find my heart,
or what is left after i fall apart.
it's only natural to fall off the edge once more
it's happened everytime before.
In the daylight you find my soul
It hurts to breathe and I growtired of beingsplintered ribs can holdno fluttering soulghosts of the past have takenrefuge in vacated space:and my bones creak with their wounded hearts
I am not a fool
I'm only himan
And I'm bound to make mistakes
Understand I've always had what it takes
What it takes to love you
And what it takes to stay with you
Yeah I might have been hurt
In the mirror is not your reflection,
But instead the trader within.
She looks at you in disgust,
Knowing that she’ll win.
Poking at your curves,
Pinching at your skin.
I'm not afraid to admit
I know nothing at all
Even though these memories
Just left broken scars
I gave you a second chance
And you just through it away
I gave you everything you wanted
I am from the midnight sunset
dreamt on by angels
From a cut in half oak tree
residing on a corner
I am from the machine made earthquake
that rocks the beds
and frightens the children
I want it I really do.
It is just really hard.
I do it because I have to.
I wake up every day with a smile on my face.
It hopes of one day obtaining what I need.
I tell everyone that I will succeed.
Vivid lights beam down from a ceiling housing thousands of cheering fans.
Cheekbones corrupted with smiles give way, some hidden by active hands.
A beating heart within, so eager to emerge from the cage that condemns it so
The ability to touch
the sky
Fly with the birds
the angels
A dream of all
the flight
To fly one must innovate
improve
Try
Try
Try
Until at last
takeoff is achieved
I dreamed of being a super hero
To have my name in the headlines every day
Reality crushed my dreams when I was just seven
I had to accept that I was never going to wake up with super powers
Ten thousands thoughts collide behind these eyes
Cacophonous silence that drives me wild
At all times led in every-which way
But bound by science to live in only one place
Choice is a hefty weight upon by back
As I wash the dishes
I have many wishes
Ever Since I started working here
My thoughts have started to veer
People walk in and out
Some are loud and shout
They leave their dishes on the table
I'm a Math Geek, sure.
I've got charisma, too much!
Combine them, It's me!
Am I considered lucky,
to live in this land where I am considered free,
or am I considered a prisoner,
behind bars that are simply a reflection of ME.
Deep within each human
There is a drive, a need
Different fires burn for every man
All expressed within a seed
A seed that grows with every season
Life is like a burning candle
soon we will burn away
slowly but surely
we are not here to stay
we were made to be a light and warmth
but not to last forever
just because we a fading
When there's photoshop, creating gods' of "perfection" and the girls around me are wearing makeup that brings "the best of their qualities" out.
Mom and Dad want me to evaluate the broken,
To diagnose them with the disease we all have- surreal survival,
If everyone started loving themselves,There would be a lot less hate in the world.Just think of how much better you would feelIf every time you put yourself downYou thought of something positive instead.
One Job May Change My Life
Fighting for the justice of innocent civilians
Becoming someones "hero"
Beyond a dream
on a stage
it isn't about me
it isn't about fans, fame, fortune or other words thrown around by those who have too much and give nothing
I stare at my wrists
Blood dripping red
Trying to drive
the demons from my head
Do I jump
Do I stand
On edge waiting
With a blade in my hand
I want to live
I stare at my wrists
Blood dripping red
Trying to drive
the demons from my head
Do I jump
Do I stand
On edge waiting
With a blade in my hand
I want to live
Skinny is a six letter word that haunts me at night.
Skinny is perfection, at least that's what I've learned.
It's skin and bones; no skin to pinch.
Fat is a three letter word that I see in the mirror.
In a room full of people,I look around me.These people are silent,& They cannot see.Their mouths are sown shut,to keep them for talking.About the secrets they hear,
My purpose is unknown, unfuffilled.
I feel like there's nothing to live for.
Helping others out of my own free will;
That desire, that passion, makes my heart soar.
I listen to people attentivly,
Trotting daringly through the meadows of flowers
I feel the pulse beneath my feet
Frolicking with the whisp of the wind
I hear it stirring
Bringing me closer and closer until suddenly
I kneel
Twelve
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Anonymous,
Who knew you could ever live in a world so perfect.
I mean cruel.
This is my body.
Chipped nail polish on short nails
That aren’t even bitten off evenly
Fingers with sparse hairs on them,
That sometimes there and sometimes aren’t
It is said that repeating the same task over and expecting different results is the definiton of crazy. But if one repeats the same task over from preschool to college expecting success, would they define us as crazy too?
She grabs a magazine and looks inside
All these "perfect women" fill the contents
A false reality seen with her eyes
Comparing herself to literal nonsense
The flawless faces photoshopped to perfection
I sat out behind the house for hourswaiting for something to come home.It has been days since the wind has blownand I have ingested the sun to show youhow bright I really am.
One, two, three,
Four, five, six.
Look in the mirror,
Lick your lips.
Pluck and pull,
Scrub and conceal.
Watch what you eat,
Don't eat that meal.
Why do we play
To be recognized One must have something to be recognized forAnd I, Well, I have nothingI have the world to walk uponBut it is not mine
I guess you can say we all have two personalities:
The one during the day,
If we asked if we are happy,
I don’t understand. Can someone please explain? Why test scores and grade averages are more important than individuality?
I saw a little girl sitting on a bench
Crying because she was hurt.
No visible scars but on the inside
She felt like she had no worth.
She felt she was different, bore an ugly visage
When you were in school, what did you learn?
Did they teach you how to hide the fear in an urn?
Did your teachers ever face the problems that burned
WhoreSlutBitchCuntLiarWords hurt.They pile into my eardrums.How?Why?Wrong?Questions fill my head.I don't know. I don't know.I don't know.
I'm drowning in the inability to let go
there is no siding to grab
no raft afloat
just me
alone
in this ocean.
as wilson difts away
I scream in desperation,
"I have lost my self control!"
What’s on your mind? Is it a person? Someone you wish you knew? A mime, trying to find the right words to express its inner being. What’s on your mind? The beauty of the sea? Wonder how deep it can be? The moon? Glistening in the sky?
She'd love to say she's confident but she's not.
"Hey you're smart!"
She doesn't get that alot.
She wants to say she's powerful, but she wont.
She thinks she's beautiful, but no one else thinks so.
Digging deep down inside,
There's no place to ride,
I feel a since of emptiness,
that sometimes I can not hide,
Who cares about my up bringing,
I surley am not suprised,
Remember that day you felt you could never compare
That feeling that life just couldn't be fair
Remember the tears that flooded your eyes
That feeling that life is a pile of lies
The bones they scream in volumes that grow
I hear them begging to show
They want to press pass the barriers
They want me to learn “no”
It scares me as much as it thrills me
To take it all in and see
Growing up, I was toldthat all of me was wrong.A waist too big, breasts too small.Much too tall and far too wide.My parents encourageda hatred of my body.Told what not to eat.
Am I wrong if I tell you I want to make love to your mind first ?
Before giving giving you back shots that sweat out your hair in make your spine hurt.
I want to make you mine first.
I want to put in the time first.
I am that nameless one, the one girl everyone seems to have an opinion on
Oh look, there's that one ! that slim one, I heard she was this , heard she was that
You hardly even know me to even talk. what do I do ?
I have never known beautiful.
First the flash of a crooked smile,
Then the wire rimmed glasses.
A long, straight nose,
The sickening, overwhelming desire to be thin.
There’s a bitch in my brain
she’s filled with lemon juice
and black tar
There’s a bitch in my brain
I didn’t see her
filled with fragments of broken mirrors
and
rotten fruit
I live inside my own head
where there is a garden
and no door
“you let the garden wilt & rot”
“I wanted to,” I said
Doll lips upon the petals
trying to breathe life back into the garden.
I don’t stand next to the statue
of my failure
of my epitome
my identical
and my reciprocal.
She reminds me of all my short comings
fawn like legs kick.
I’ve always wanted to be a fawn
the mirror reflects
my image
i see all flaws
no light
am i really like this
is this what
others see?
Suck it in suck it out.
What are you trying to do, pass out?
Not something you wish to be?
Take heavy thoughts in wisely.
It is hard to watch when it's hard to breath.
Will you stop going weak, don't deceive.
A pasted on smile, stretched over bleached white teeth
Perfect skin, clean and bright
Perfect body, toned, tanned, and fit
Perfect hair, straighted and dyed
THESE are robot girls, ripped from glossy pages.
The flowing dancer
spinning with the tongue
the pen
the pencil
sentences tumbling at times
only to stand once more
graceful as ever
Moving quickly
then slowly
Oh to life’s little desires
Through irresistible body’s pleasures
Such do they bring the hottest fires
Within you cannot control
Within it gives comfort and console
Promises to make things better
when you look at me what you see
darskin ,brown eyes and sandy brown hair\
do see a big smile, with dark lips
someone thats not that tall
but stand so tall and proud
all the time
I live in Texas weather,
It’s way too hot for us.
We always pray for rain to come,
Then we always fuss.
When it comes I’m unprepared
And don’t know what to do…
I’m undecided what to wear,
Skin deep I'm blond,
so I must be dumb,
but my mind whirls faster than most.
Skin deep I wear skirts,
so I'm a crazy conservative,
but I'm quite liberal.
Skin deep I'm not skinny,
If women are not bound by their waistlines,
Then why do girls’ eyes droop at the sight of scales?
More like blooming tulips than heady wines,
Is it The way I sway my hips to the beat of promiscuity .Is it how I flip my half shaven head with pride.Is it the confidence in my walk boobs up Broad shoulders Back & Head Held High.What is beauty.
Each and every question, by you or I, to me
My mind is quick to answer, so sure I’ll feel it be
An evolution strikes, as dusk turns into dawn
Awakened with wide eyes, my decision’s fully wrong
A shattered mirror
A million pieces
All me
Different aspects
Different stories to tell
Broken. Beyond repair.
To clear my mind for the aura of a focussed being..
To put aside self inflicted insercurties brought on by societies images of perfection,
She stared in the mirror wanting moreMore of what she lostThe world was mocking herCracks formed on the glass of her skinShe ran from the image and fellBetrayed by her body holding her down
Out of the frying pan
Into the fire
Just your fellow man
Mislead by desire
I can do it, I know I can
Liar liar pants on fire
We wish upon a shooting star, just to change who we are
Gaze among the stars so bright, just so we can see the light
I don’t know much about the world, economy, politics and what not
I didn’t know about slavery or racism at all for that matter
I didn’t know about Martin Luther King’s dream and how the conquest for Civil Rights
Far far away my dreams reside...They are my innermost desires that I can no longer hide...My dreams are crying out to me so my heart believes...My mind whispers, my spirit grieves...Far far away my dreams seem distant...They silently whimper, but
Dreams to me are...
The world within a world,
Is a story that never gets old.
As time alternates inward and outward,
My third eye connects the invisible cord.
Thoughts begin to gather as a sea of buzzing flies,
Unspoken words are very powerful words
Words that go without say
But hold strong meanings in the array of thoughts
These are my Unspoken Words
To you I may look like I got it all
Tell your haters
Thank you and your supporters
For being Mr. and Mrs. Literal
Takes courage to speak one's mind
Voices whether positive or negative
Celebrate, rejoice in your own vibes
I need your love.
Why don’t you love me?
Is it because I’m hateful?
I need your love.
Why don’t you love me?
Is it because I’m fat?
I write to express
To give birth to fantasies
To show the real me
My secretes only paper can see
Keep the pain away, Keep my mind sane
I write
Cut me open
Lay me bare
My beating heart I give to you
Beneath these lights
On this stage
I flay myself before you
Nothing is held back
Nothing will be left
In this small time
It feels cold here without you...
Its funny how much a hug can do.
Arms filled with warmth that surround you...
However your hugs were more than a comfort...
You not only handed me your heart
You see a pretty face
I see a beautiful soul
You see a smile on her face
I see scars on her heart
You think she is happy, but you do not see beyond that
She hides behind the blue sky
Reach that limit
Watch the birds fly above in complete aw
Take the time to move yourself the way the man above planned you to move
Just Take That Time!
The sound of my heart beats in rage...
Boom-Boom, Boom-Boom
My Fist clinch in Anger...
Boom-Boom, Boom-Boom
The sight of him makes me crawl into my inner shell...
Where were you?
I never had a home,
In fact, I never remember having a family.
These people? who are they?
I over heard something unpleasent,
I could remember the pharses of "Adopted", "Brought here for a reason",
A bunch of scrambled words vomited it upon a page
Gleaming with a contrast of feelings and opinion
Some may relate to it some may not
It could be about love or life or an activist though
Dressed ready to leave,
Black skirt and black leggings,
I'm dressed for him, I want him to see me,
I'm wearing a sliver necklace and small sliver earrings,
I'm ready to impress you, not deceive you
Never let yourself be underestimated,
For you possess so much untapped greatness.
When the road ahead leads to darkness, be true to yourself and you will find that the light within will shine brighter than any other.
College is a place where everyone wants to be.
But its not where everyone can see
Books, Fees, tution.
I hold my breath and keep wishing
A miracle, a star or something
Mirrors and mind contort what I see,
Skinny and thin is what I must be;
86 pounds just isn’t enough,
Starving myself is going to be tough.
SELF VALUE IS MAIMED
WEEPING WOES WORSEN AS OPTIMISM WITHERS
AND THE INTERNAL ABUSE REMAINS UNTAMED
THE HEART AND MIND SHIVERS.
I could be classified
Labeled, Deemed, whatever,
As probably insane.
I laugh at this theory,
But some of the surrounding
Facts verify the thought.
A circumstance rises,
If Earth was a boy,
what would he make?
If Earth was a girl.
what would she draw?
If Earth was a mother,
what would she love?
If Earth was a father,
what would he teach?
You are an individual
Your pasts are only residual
You are who you are
Others are who they are
Don't be swayed by the wrong
Because life is way too long
You be what you want to be
I am what I am
I am a shining star
Shining bright to see in the eyes of my family
I am what I am
I am a musical instrument
High and low notes
I capture the ear of others
I am what I am
Double edged sword, mind of a whetstone
Be humble
Be proud
Be quiet
Be loud
A person can't have an ego
Can't have self worth
Without the stab of arrogance
Selfish
But in the absence
Take care,
Here, take mine
I could afford to misplace it for the now.
Tick tock,
Youth is slipping over mind and through matter
Evaporating and subliming to form the stars on your palm
Could you please pay closer attention to me
You know, I matter too
According to text I was simply placed here to pump blood through your veins
Keeping your body afoot, but
I refuse to allow you to disrespect me,
to look over my curves, past my brown eyes and undress me.
I refuse to allow you to talk to me any kind of way
and try to feed me your repetitious lies.
Love,
Where have you gone?
What have you done to me?
At first it was breathtaking, amazing, beautiful, like breaking dawn
Now it's deserted, lame, the game, has fallen.
(poems go here) My neck strains in ample disposition
Your clever attempt to persuade me
I reckon you have imagination
Like the lord who has not been said in vain
My lord is my own; your lord is your own
Like an Eskimo, I wear many layers
I am kept hidden away
Safe from discovery or attack
Each layer represents insecurity
I put on more layers
I want to stay hidden
Unnoticed
I would like to be something different.
Maybe if I change my habits again.
Through hard work and dedication I can.
Become something not as myself.
I wish that I didn’t have to tell you how beautiful your body is.
I wish that the world would shout about the beauty in the map of your skin.
The freckles, stretch marks, bumps and scars
Theres one thing i've learned about love,
They never come with protection,
So we are all forced to go raw.
I was forced to fall in love with myself,
Simply because nobody else will.
