A Plea

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A Plea

Post by espinozasarah69 » 15 Sep 2018, 00:45

I scream out loud only to be silence by thunderstorms playing loudly in my head.
Floating in an endless bliss not able to move or to speak.
Hello, Mommy I am sorry for not following your advice and rushed to be an adult instead.
I was meant to be a warrior, but this anxiety is killing me and making me weak.

Nothing was meant to last and history is not to be repeated,
Walking through the fires that use to shine so brightly through me.
Hello, Daddy I am not the same little girl anymore I feel humiliated and defeated,
And now the same fires that use to shine through me are now burning me

Seasons pass and so does time, but I am stuck behind these imaginary lines,
Because demons don't exist and this is not simply war.
Hello, sister I always seem to fall apart at the absolute wrong times.
How can I be a role model if invisible traumas shake me to the core?

We must be insane, it must be that simple and easy to rehearse.
No one knows us and how can they when we don't know who we are.
Hello, brother how many times can you face death in the eyes and not consider it a curse?
Are you simply destined to chase fast women and drive a faster car?

And every day it seems like it's the same routine.
Just on social media clicking away with the same drama from a year before.
Hello, friends I am trying to get better and remain the Queen,
But it means closing all the windows and locking the door.

It's important to keep a facade for the public's eyes,
Because no one wants to know about another sad fat girl who committed suicide.
It's sad they'll say, but they'll move on because everyone dies
And then demand the secrets I tried to hide.

It's sad that I had to plea for someone to hear me and others like me
To demand to be seen only to face rejection by my peers
Why can't people finally see?
We're not broken, we're scared and on a daily we have to face our fears.

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elyas
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Post by elyas » 16 Sep 2018, 16:24

nice piece

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Nafisa Albaity
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Post by Nafisa Albaity » 25 Sep 2018, 12:54

Very nice

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Post by Opemiajao99 » 03 Oct 2018, 12:24

indeed,
I dove my hat.

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