I've been a poet for as long as I can remember. I love poetry
Sometimes, when the rain falls. I sit at my window. Remembering us. For each patter on the roof sounds like your kisses. And then I think of you. Sometimes, when I turn on the radio.
Listen children listen well. To a story I shall tell. We hurt our Mother Earth you see. And now the world is crumbling. Acid rains fall from from the skies. The burn of the clouds stinging cries.
They say be yourself. Then they judge you. They say we are equals. Then tell you they're above you. They say always get back up. Then they knock you back down. They tell you to smile.
There's a monster in the mirror. Looking back at me. It's eyes locked on mine. Refusing to break free. There's a monster in the mirror. It's gruesome beyond compare.
Chapter 4 Christmas "Claire. Claire!" I jolt awake, and turn to find Chandler shaking me. "What?"I say in a tired voice. "It's Christmas that's what now wake up." he says still shaking me.
Children Have you ever noticed how children maybe the wisest of all of us. I believe that children are wise, because they haven't had enough time to let adults corrupt them.
I am on the outside, looking in. Feeling jealousy and hatred. For all who are happy. Why should I be suffering. Wallowing in my own self pity. While they are joyous,and sing sweet melodies.
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It's ok to cry. For tears are what we use to wipe away yesterday. -Sarah Wood.
Chapter 4 True Pain I roll out of the living room, and into my bedroom. I shut the door and lock it. I then take a chair, and wedge it underneath the door knob for good measure.
Somewhere. A mother holds her daughter for the first time. She will treasure her in her heart forever. Somewhere. A father curses the name of his new son.
There is a place. Where I am free. Free from those who judge, and discourage, and change. And I never hear the word no. There is a place. Where I under go a transformation.
Knife in my heart. Bullet in my mind. Kill my spirit. Then leave me to die. I hide it all without a trace. And paint a smile on face. You'll never know my pain. Until I write in a note.
I know your there. In that empty shell. You're in there somewhere. Hidden well. For I can not find you. You have all but vanished. Why do you abandon me. At this moment when I need you most.
I'm mad. I'm mad. Can't express myself right. I'm mad. I'm mad. So with myself I'll fight. I'm mad. I'm mad. Don't know what to do. I'm mad. I'm mad. I can't think things through. I'm mad. I'm mad.
I see you. I see you. I see you in my shadow past. I see you in my unknowing future. I see you in the memories that hang on the wall. I see you in my mothers courage. I see you in my sisters tears.
Chapter 3 The Grandparents I sit in my room reading. Chandler gave me a lovely book. It's call Romeo and Juliet. He said it was a book for girls, so he gave it to me.
Sometimes I lie awake at night, and I wonder what gives me the strength to go on. In a world where I can't be myself.
Those who show off who think themselves unfathomable soon grow careless, and make mistakes. And when they do their talent shall go to waste..
Human Dignity + Compassion = Peace.
Chapter 2 Life With The Greens I see metal crushing around me. Slowly closing in around me. I try to scream, but no sound will come. I see my mother, I reach out to her. Try to call her name.
Chapter 1 Not My Family I sit in my room. Staring out the window. Watching snow collect on the icy window pane. How I long to go outside. How I dream to frolic in the wonderland of white.