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A smile is illicit in this city
Where policemen hang their hats
On the beaten bodies of little boys
And bribes
And just not giving a shit about whoever
Whatever
It's not their problem
Accepting what we cannot change only works
When what we cannot change is acceptable
Otherwise, there is misery or apathy
But don't you dare be serene
Accepting what we cannot change only works
When what we cannot change is acceptable
Otherwise, there is misery or apathy
But don't you dare be serene
They've given up on me
And I on them
Ordering my days by
How to best pretend
We stand a chance
Selfishly numbing what
I can't takeOf their circumstance
I'm sure you noticed
The day you turned 63
You received birthday wishes from several
But you did not receive one from me
It was intentional
And I have no regrets
My father does not care
About how I feel
I'm his Pillsbury doughboy
To do with as he will
And if I resist
I will be placed in a headlock
Because he should be able to do he wants
HATE
When I look at you
Its the heavens at war
Angels struck by demons swords
See the devil cloak in black
My nightmares coming real
Please don't hurt me
With the sharp flying
I feel dead inside
When will the crippling fear end?
Am I a lost cause?
Could I have changed the course?
I could have told them
I let them believe the lie
If only they knew
Hey little jazzier girl..................
Dusky skinned with lil curls
Elated, intrepid and demure
Plethora of dreams, intentions pure
To my younger siblings
--who are separated
And feeling
I abandoned you
As your oldest sibling, I take responsibility for our parting
I endure the troubled memories of our past
Hey, you there, sitting alone in the dark, why don't you get some sunlight, take a stroll in the park? I know this world can be cruel and I know that even your parents, can sometimes be fools.
I wish my pain could write a song,
powerful enough to save
all the broken hearts
that were done wrong.
If only I could find a place, quiet enough for my mind
to not give way,to chase.
She called me again, she always will
Some girls I know went through it
And the fear of it makes me ill
I was up with her for a while ‘til
Arid remarks
Shrugged-off side glances
Painted with painful disdains
Torment and colorful disgust
Intrinsically defined by nothing but
Side comments and catcalls—
Little girl.
I hear myself say it too often.
I probably just fucked up again.
Maybe you broke me,
again.
Perhaps it's my astonishment, quite possible since I'm great.
Until you tell me I'm not.
I count to ten and i'm calm but I swear it's all in slow motion.
One..
Her yelling echos through my head over and over, everything she has ever said to make me feel, worthless.
Two…
Home is a sanctuary,
a place of love and warmth.
Where a child's height is marked
year after year on the laundry room wall.
At Christmas time,
the smell of cookies and laughter
Dear mom,
I try so hard to forget you exist
though i cant help but remember
the way you drank your beer
or lit your cigarette
or introduced me to a new boyfriend
It is because I love you
That I will never hurt you.
I pray to God I don't make that mistake,
That I should stand before you,
Despite your fear berate you
Tell me masculine man,
Are you even sorry?
Are you proud?
Are you heartless?
Look at me,
Look at my features...
Do you remember these eyes?
Forbear me- lest I remember
The 1500 hour
For those less than 16 it was the hour of R&R
For me it was the prelude to the dour
Oh minor me! How you had to give your voice variation
I was born from drug addicted parents, but no one saw me.
I father killed himself when I was at the age of two, but no one saw me.
My mother was mentally ill and abusive, but no one saw me.
Will the sand stop the ocean
From devouring all of me
Can I be counted among the broken
Or am I forgotten and left unseen
Clumsy moves on tippy toes
spinning on those itchy carpet floors
vibrant colors and familiar smells
he takes it all he takes some more...
mothers voice and soothing hands
knotted hair and sticky fingers
Pain brings the saddest days or the happiest moments
Pain of sacrifice is more bueatiful then a childs pain turned into a starlit lotus
If you lose pain you lose focus
To struggle and to learn
People despised life as hatred
Yet lonely
Coming home scared and terrified
Wanting to run away from life
The road up ahead is scary
With no shoes to want
With a breath as soft as the final note of a song, Kiki glanced down at the river a few hundred feet below her. I'm ready, she thought, I have to do this for me. I have to hide the pain from the heavy crusade of hits.
Problems at home, problems at school
She didn't know where she belonged
She thought she could take this much pain
Well guess what, little girl think again
Naaaa i ent saying that shes blame
Problems at home, problems at school
She didn't know where she belonged
She thought she could take this much pain
Well guess what, little girl think again
Naaaa i ent saying that shes blame
My bones were feeble
My breath had weathered
My voice can be heard as a bare, cracked whisper
And I listen at how fragile we are...
For which my lungs, they were thirsty for air
My mom and my dad were looking at each other.
I knew it had to be serious.
Dad always blinked a lot when he was scared or nervous.
He also tapped his foot on the floor.
He looked older when he didn’t smile.
The wind will blow away my sin
Copper devils wait in the tall grass
I walk on doves feet across the clouds
Fallow my feelings little fish
Sing about rain
I sometimes wish I was a monster
Screaming bloody murder, but no one can hear the cries
Cannot hold on forever, can hardly put up a fight
Locked inside a cold room, lying on the hard floor
Beaten in the gloom, here be he prisoners of war
Don't be a brat! BAM BAM Stop being stupid! BAM BAM You need to learn! BAM BAM Don't fucking talk to me!
Hearing the screaming and shouting in my house,
I don't know what to do but grip my blouse.
I used to think "This is where it all ends",
But I looked past that and started to ascend.
The hills roll off the landscape of the wooden deck
that wraps around the house like a soft blanket in the middle of the night.
Inside the large wooden home of my grandmother’s
It's in one breath that the syllables come falling out,
Can't break one down if they don't know a thing about doubt,
I'm stronger, braver, wiser, faster,
Than I ever been before,
The last time that I saw you,you were being pulled through the front door by police officers.
at Mira's home
by 14 year old Dove Seconds
in english my Name means orange
brilliant, bright
Strength
Sir no sir.
Please leave me alone sir.
Let me sleep sir..
This isn't rite please don't touch me....
I'm only 11; you're 50..
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Sick heart, dripping with gasoline,
fueled by the cigarettes thrown like darts
the whip’s bullseye that tore her apart,
innocent and caged, helpless to cleanse itself,
gives in to the rage,
Morning sun
Across my purple scar
Swollen eyes
Can't even see sunlight
Is this love
That I am feeling
Is this love
WHat to wear
I guess he'l make that choice
I think about you
a lot, Momma.
I wonder if you're okay.
I wonder if you think
about me, too.
But I have some questions.
Why did you pick up the bottle?
Why didn't you stop?
Little girl lost and alone
Won’t pick up the phone
Too scared to go back home
The bottles kept stacking up
Daddy didn’t you have enough
Anger grew, We all knew
What he was going to do to you
Where has Annie gone?
She's been out way to long
"Who died and made her queen?"
Said her sister as jealousy flooded her heart
Mama was in the days
Daddy never stays
For four years you have lied to me and told me I was important
you had me thinking i was your main priority
instead, i wasn't even number three
baseball came first, as always
and then it was your video games
The storm
rages on
outside my window,
and I can't seem to find the calm.
Can you save me?
These walls are not enough.
The rain is seeping in,
and I'm looking for an end.
What loathsome things
We humans effectuate!
A rape in the alley-
A murder in the street-
Our minds be feeble.
Our hearts be faint.
Kidnappings are common-
Child abuse; despair-
How can things be so difficult one minute, but then dissolve into something so pure? How do people look over the beauty of mistakes and only focus on the bad and evil perspectives?
Slowly spinning along
Never missing a beat
Life simple and uncomprehensive
Never missing a beat
Does as it is told
Never missing a beat
Yet as it grows old and worn
It does miss a beat
There is always a time of day where you feel lost,
alone as if no one cared.
And your heart feels full of frost,
and your emotions bundled because you never shared.
There is a time of day when you feel afraid,
You reach around the room for broken girls,
You know, the ones with those innocent curls.
They trust in you, with all their might,
Still believing in you when you cut them down to size.
Once upon a time a little girl lay on the floor on her room,
Curled up in a blanket and wondering when mommy would be home,
My misery pours out of my eyes, as I drown in my sorrow. With a face of an angel, it hides the pain that lies behind my smile. Hands of my kind soul hide the past from a blade, taken to the soft skin of my youth.
Trying to be defined by who I am in your eyes,
But what are my definitions,
What are my standards?
When I look in your eyes I see a misrepresentation of the girl that I am
Outside
It seems as if she’s fine
Beautifully beautiful in every way shape and form
Her smile lights up the world as if god turned on the heavens
Well at least when she shows it
I can't remember the last time we spoke.
I didn't care to either.
All those threats my thoughts provoke.
I don't remember when we were happy.
You used play and laugh, you see.
Now you can't be with me.
Can you even hear him?
Or do you block him out?
Afraid of what he could say
That would make you feel so proud...
Do you even try now?
To let him in your 'house'?
The one thing that really makes me tick,
is how parents like to abuse their kids.
What is it that makes a parent click,
to lay hand and bruise those eyelids.
To punch, slap, kick or even yell,
Broken child
Save her from his grasp
She's been here for a while
She's growing up too fast
I am alive
I am living this nightmare
I am drowning in your eyes
They're staring cold back at me
I am scared
Of what your mind holds for me
I am asleep
I am tossing and turning
Abuse,
Hurtful, Negligent
Punching, Swearing, Bruising
Deadbeat, Toxic, Hero, Savior
Children playing at the park
As young children should do
How does life end up so dark
For more than just a few
If only I could take you in my arms,
Let you know that you are safe
Help you get to that place.
A place of happiness for you
Heal every hit and bruise
If only I can show you love
Shadows I see, self loathing, self harming, suicidal thoughts is all I'll ever be.
No one will ever want me, he was right
The monster that came into my room to get me every night
Ever since i was small, all ive ever had a heart for was children. Sure im generally a chill person but there's always this thing with me when it comes to adults.
Dear Mister, Miss, Doctor "So-and-so",
there's a pain in my heart that I can't let go
You see that kid in the back with that sad, shy smile?
Take a walk in his shoes for at least a mile.
I hear voices
Go see the school psychologist
I am not eating anything
Go see the nurse
I am cutting myself
Go see a guidance counselor
I am pregnant
Go see Planned Parenthood
Your ideas made me, desgined me.
The paper was my womb and the ink nourished me.
When i was ready, you P U S H H H H ED me.
out.
My spine showed my name. Given.
My cover reflected you.
With time none a knowledge,
The other side blotches red.
Of what a dictatorship I observe
Grows a seed of harsh rule.
I watch tree branches die withered bark
As you’re attacked upon which I only hear.
I’d like to imagineI can still feel the sting
of the day she let go;clipped my wings with a word and said, Fly.
I’d like to imagineI can wax lyrical and triumphant
one more night;
My heart is pounding
And the sound of those words
Brings back the rounds of bashing and screaming…
Those lashings red like the blazing
Pain;
From all those times I held my tongue…
Don’t speak the truth, but don’t be a liar
At least, that’s how Mommy says I should be
She says it’s the only way
To explain my black and blue shoulders and knees
The ache in my arm lingers.Ebbs, a painful melodySlowly, it spreads through my body,Exploring the raw lands that remain.
I am a woman
I laugh, cry, smile, and frown
I never want to let my family down
I am a daughter
Indescribable and pure like water
I am a sister
I come from good intentions
I am a mother
I cry myself to sleep at night, hoping I'll wake to see the light. The beautiful light so warm and so bright, but soon I sleep and relive the fright. First I feel the water so warm and refreshing, then he joins me I start regressing.
Morning comes
and sunlight shatters her placid sleep.
Six years old, and she dreads the dawn
to awake in the family
where she’s told she doesn’t belong.
The cold morning air bites
I never thought,
I never questioned,
I never wondered-
When you are young
You do not think about the consequences.
We all saw it
The shoving, the laughing
The mockery
The tears
We saw his pain
As he pushed through a world that didn't want him
So why didn't you?
We all saw them
I wonder if she even cares about me?
All this name calling is wearing and tearing on my internally
My confidence level has dropped and
My the respect I have for myself is lacking
Hey little birdy,
The one by my window;
I see your colourless wings so sturdy
And those dark eyes so hollow.
Birdy, take me with you.
I want your freedom;
I want to fly in the blue.
He loved alcohol
more than your love
Like ever guy ,he said
those words that made you cave in
Guess he thought it was enough
To make it work
To fall in love
Earsplitting music, flashing lights,
The time: two hours past midnight.
Clouds of smoke hang in the air,
And sounds of vulgar language blare.
A man is sitting by the bar
Consumed by vodka and cigars.
Theres something about the way you feel when getting mail doesnt excite you anymore
when it goes from birthday cards from your grandma
to junk mail and bills
A young girl once harmed;
many times for many years.
A young girl once harmed;
confuse and anguished in utter pain.
That young girl turned bad.
Seemed as though her innocense was gone.
This tale hails from the land of the rising sun.
The place where the eyes of the world see a red circle that symbolizes a dawn of a new day and the white surrounding it personifying peace.
She watched her king walk away,
Leaving her all alone now everyday,
Just left her standing by the queen,
Her broken life now everyone has seen,
She was all alone in the palace,
I wobble my way down the narrow hallway
my thoughts are an epic mess
the bright light I'm following is so far away
yet I feel I can grasp it I must confess.
I am from surrender
From obeying every order
A tarnished childhood
That ended much too soon
Tiny eyes shouldn’t see what I had,
Tiny hands aren’t meant to hold secrets,
A tiny heart shouldn’t break like that,
The tears I cry, they started then,
So many years ago.
When he came in and took what he did,
I would like to know,
How you could handle in my shoes.
Their soles are worn down to my own heel,
And the sides have been torn apart.
Some what like silence shatters in a whisper.
