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I dance, and I cry,
And I look life in the eye
While so many turn their heads, afraid to see
All that life brings,
how it screams and how it sings
and how it ebbs, and flows, and sways constantly
Yet in its inconsistency,
Is unprecedented beauty
Which undoubtedly exists, though hard to find
Dispersed throughout the rubble,
of the terror and the trouble
But anything this great is worth the time
So don’t tell me you won’t make it
don’t say that you can’t take it
Because it’s coming-I promise-hold tight
You’ll look back from the other side
With new passion in your stride
And realize this life was worth the fight
And I look life in the eye
While so many turn their heads, afraid to see
All that life brings,
how it screams and how it sings
and how it ebbs, and flows, and sways constantly
Yet in its inconsistency,
Is unprecedented beauty
Which undoubtedly exists, though hard to find
Dispersed throughout the rubble,
of the terror and the trouble
But anything this great is worth the time
So don’t tell me you won’t make it
don’t say that you can’t take it
Because it’s coming-I promise-hold tight
You’ll look back from the other side
With new passion in your stride
And realize this life was worth the fight
Literature
Dreams
What wonders the imagination can bring
With opened ear and untamed eye
Dreams that we shall toss and fling
And float about towards the sky
By luminous light of thought
Day and night will awaken newly
And become what you have sought
To find your most distant Thule
Never letting go of that which we cherish
The spirit of innocence and truth
Why without it, what would we but perish?
In the darkness of lost youth
Literature
Battle Cry
I write poetry to ghosts in my dreams
awakening with ink stained sheets
from nights I can't remember,
meaningless phantom words upon my flesh.
And this cigarette between my fingertips
taunts me,"Hey baby, heycatch me on fire
and I'll burn you away." I laugh, hollow
unafraid of flames & smoke & shadows.
I've felt it all before.
I'm washing away the ink with homemade
remedies. Like it never was;
Like I never was.
But there is love on my arms now
smirking and itching away at me.
I'll claw it out a hundred times over
because remembering you
that is worse than self-inflicted injury.
Literature
Myself To Rest
I'm standing in the middle of nowhere
Such a scary place to be
Standing in the middle of nowhere
And there's really nothing here to see
Everything inside is screaming
Go and set your mama free
But I'm young and not strong so all that's left to do
Is scream...
Mama I'm coming home
And I'm gonna try my best
Never to let you go
To the deep, long rest
And sorry if I let go
On accident
But I won't be alone
'cause if you go
I'll put myself to rest.
Sitting by your bed for hours
I'm too scared to walk away
Sitting by your bed fro hours
Maybe that'll turn to days
And mama, I don't really care it
Goodbye, is all you say
'cause at least it's your voi
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Awesome! -D