Update

I am going to start posting on this again. I realized how much I miss venting through poetry.

The year was 2081 and there was noone.

The world was populated with many people of nothingness. Everyone like everyone, people subside to nothing, yet are alive and breathing.

Walls of My Skull

There is something very alluring about the silence I tend to hear

Maybe it’s just the thought of me capturing emptiness

Or soaking up the peace

When you're alone you can listen to the thoughts that scramble

Around in the walls of my skull

But the moment that silence breaks

That’s the time when you don't feel so alone

No matter how much I love silence, I will admit

The sound of it breaking is almost as enjoyable as the silence itself

The Sunday Morning Bug

Mornings when you crawl around your house

Staying out of your families way

And avoiding society

Sleeping hidden in covers

Those no makeup mornings

Hair gathered up high

These days are my favorite

Sunday

Can only be described as the time

The one special day

That no one would recognize you

Waking up at noon

Taking naps till three

Then crashing at your normal time

This Sunday morning bug

I catch it bad

But whenever it comes

I wish it wouldn’t end

I Mean It's Just Life Afterall

Whats the matter?

Are you sad?

Is there anything I can do?

Are you okay?

I'll fake all the smiles

I will put effort into faking happiness

If the questions will stop

I'll fake all the smiles

Fake all the laughter

Fake all the happiness

Just to get people to leave me alone

Yes something is the matter

I'm not sad I'm worse

There is nothing you can do

I'll be fine... for now

The Winter Sparkle

The days are getting colder, but the hearts of the young ones grow warmer. Hot chocolate in hand, they run out the door. The snow is a intriguing sight to see for the children.  Their giggling rings through the air as they play tag around the yard, all bundled in their winter coats. Bounding through the snow, they plop on the ground, shivering and waving their arms and legs back and forth. Something beautiful is made in the florescent white snow. Happiness. There is a little frosted white angel. The sun goes down and their mother calls them inside for dinner. The children prance inside, anticipating the next time they can return to their beloved snow.

Broken

Poem inspired by sculpture at M.A.M

Broken

But still standing

Shattered

But still in tact

Innocent

But not at all

Those tiny cracks

Are bound to break

One nick

And it could be the end

Surrounded in the innocence of people around her

No one knows pain like she does

She seems so pure

With every smile

With every laugh

That slips past her lips

She wants to be remembered as the girl

That could brighten everyone's day

Even if she could not brighten her own

Safe and Sound

I want to go to sleep

Now

I want to go to sleep

Be Safe and sound 

So when I wake up

There is a possibility that I will be out of This Night Mare

Sleep.

It is My World Of Magic

It’s the only place I can be at rest

It's the only place that nothing can hurt me

It's the only place I can be hppy

It is the only place I can escpe

Without closing my eyes for ever.

A Voice for the Hurt

             High school is supposed to be a fun, new, and exciting experience. The novel Speak is explains the life of a social outcast named Melinda and her struggles to fit in the high school. She doesn’t have any true friends seeing no one stayed around long enough to hear her story. This book was written by Laurie Halse Anderson and throughout the novel Melinda shows her emotional discomfort through actions, instead of speaking out. In the end she speaks up for herself and she finds a happier state of being.
     In the beginning of the novel Melinda enters high school being shunned by all of her old friends. Even people she has never met before all because she called the cops at a party at the beginning of the summer. Melinda hides her feelings and doesn’t speak out about what really happened that night. Instead of speaking she silences herself by her actions. An example of this is how she constantly bites her lips. The fist example of this is right in the beginning of the novel when Melinda’s ex best friend mouths “I hate you,” to her from across the room. Melinda bit her lip and tried not to think about it (Anderson 5). She continues to do this to remind herself to stay silent throughout the novel.
      Melinda silences herself many other ways too. One of the most intense ways of this is when she cut herself with a paper clip. She says, “I open up the paper clip and scratch it across my left wrist. Pitiful. If suicide is a cry for help, then what is this? A whimper, a peep? (Anderson 65)”   When her mom sees the cuts all she says is that she doesn’t have time to deal with it. This shows how Melinda is trying to speak through cutting herself doesn’t help. Her mom doesn’t care. Her whimper for help is not heard.
      At the end of the novel Melinda finds a happier state of being when she decides to finally talk. There are many factors that lead her to speak. Such as opening up to Mr. Freeman about what happened because “when people don’t express themselves, they die one piece at a time.” It was about time because now she could get past the party and move on with the rest of her life.

The Devil In Disguise

Losing sleep
Counting sheep
Closing eyes
Lullabies
I am losing sleep think about him
But why him you may ask?
I have no clue
But I am having flashbacks
Flashbacks to that one night
He rode his bike in my neighborhood to see me
Told me to look out my window
My stomach filled with butterflies
(I have obviously been eating too many of those)
But he was standing there
Underneath the street light
He looked like an angel with the light shining upon him
But he is far from that
I regret hesitating
My mind was thinking go
But there was a big red light flashing
DANGER DANGER
The red light was right
It was dangerous to go outside
Good thing I didn't
Because he could have pulled me into his trap
Like a magnet
He wasted my time
He's a devil in disguise
The only time I saw him was at night
In the storm
Lightning and thunder
Never in the light
Probably because if he was exposed to sunlight
It would be a starling sight to see
For he
Is the devil in disguise
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