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Crucified Orphan

• Herausgeber: BookRix
• Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2015

Beschreibung

These poems were written when I was in High School. These also express how I feel and see the world, plus some random thoughts that went through my head.

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Crucified Orphan

Still Slipping Through

Secrets of Me Part 3

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She Walks

She walks. And walks.

No one, no where

To call home.

The chill

Of the wind is nothing

Compaired to the cold inside her.

Too much love?

Not enough hate?

Or...

Too much hate?

Not enough love?

Her feet complain

And she ignores their cries.

No reason to keep walking.

But still...

She walks. And walks.

No one, no where

To call home.

Suicide Prevention

We see them.

They look like us,

They talk like us,

They walk like us,

But they don't think like us,

They don't see like us,

They don't feel like us,

They don't live like us.

Do you know them?

Look left,

Look right,

Look striaght ahead,

Look behind you,

Look at yourself.

We are all different.

That is true.

But some of us

Are in danger.

Some of us 

Only have a few more hours left.

And maybe it's you.

Maybe it's me.

Maybe it's us all.

Look at the person left of you.

Do you know them?

Their favorite color?

How they feel?

Or the pain hey have?

The wounds?

The scars?

Look at the person right of you.

Is he or she a stranger?

Do they tell lies?

Pain?

Wounds?

Secrets?

Hopes?

Now look at me.

Am I a stranger?

How well do you know me?

Are we alike or different?

Do you know the pain?

The wounds and scars?

No.

Not completely.

Before you yell,

Spread lies,

Before you hit

And cause them pain.

Think.

Think about how that could effect them.

Again,

Some have only a few hours left.

Some are in danger.

Don't purposfully make someone sad.

They might just die.

Seriously.

I've been there.

I've been out.

I've met suicide.

Let's save those in danger of suicide

Because we can.

Because togethor

We are strong.

We can heal the wounded.

We can warm the cold.

We can love those unloved.

We can give a home

For the homeless.

Some might die today.

Some are in danger.

Some can't find their way out.

We might not know your pain,

And we might not understand,

But we care.

Well at least I do.

And you should too.

Feeling alone,

Lost,

Hidden,

Forgotten,

Drowning,

Losing.

It's real.

It's preventable.

I'm proof.

I lost my dad to suicide.