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I wrote this poem about a month ago in support for anyone who gets/has been bullied. Still haven't come up with a name for it yet. Hope you enjoy it anyway. 
(Warning- sad poem)
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Words to the brain,
Hate to the heart.
Bullet to the confidence,
which tears esteem apart.
Tears to the eyes,
Blade to the wrist.
Why, oh, why, did it come to this?
Secrets from the loved,
Loathing from the cruel.
When did the world become so ruled by hate?
Eyes to the wrist,
Then to the wall-
Pretending to not have noticed at all.
Different expressions,
Another view.
Oh how could this have happened to you?
A world run by hate,
Will meet its demise-
As long as we keep our eyes,
Away from the struggle,
Away from the hurt-
When the cry of help could easily be heard.
(Warning- sad poem)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Words to the brain,
Hate to the heart.
Bullet to the confidence,
which tears esteem apart.
Tears to the eyes,
Blade to the wrist.
Why, oh, why, did it come to this?
Secrets from the loved,
Loathing from the cruel.
When did the world become so ruled by hate?
Eyes to the wrist,
Then to the wall-
Pretending to not have noticed at all.
Different expressions,
Another view.
Oh how could this have happened to you?
A world run by hate,
Will meet its demise-
As long as we keep our eyes,
Away from the struggle,
Away from the hurt-
When the cry of help could easily be heard.
Yes, This Is Me ~Spirit Day~
Note:
I wrote this quite a while ago as an assignment of a one sided dialogue poem. There was no prompt, and I chose to speak about being bullied. This is a one sided dialogue poem, with me as the speaker. The insults and teases were all from 1 person in 6th, 7th, and 8th grade who used to be my best friend in elementary school. What you see is my response to all those taunts and bullying from that person. Some of the things in the poem have changed since. I think a lot of people may be able to relate to this, unfortunately. Help end bullying, believe it or not, even the silly insults can hurt and break a person apart until they have nothing
A little something called a dream :P
2 of my very close friends (whom i consider my sisters) and I got together and came up with a goal:
to create our own successful (someday) photography business!
We already taking the steps for our dream to come true. We have a name: 3 Sisters and a Camera.
We've already had our first photo shoot....of ourselves XD Silly, but still pretty good. We take our own photos and edit them simply. Only changing color contrast, adding text, textures and sometimes fun icons.
We hope to someday have an actual business, we could take pictures of family and such and landscapes. We all LOVE to take nature pictures.
Hope that we can get some support! H
The Prophecies We Call Dreams
So I finally decided to put some of my poetry on DeviantArt. I wrote this 2 or 3 years ago. Enjoy :) Please give me some feedback/critiques in the comments!
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"The Prophecies We Call Dreams"
As I slip between the ice cold sheets
I wait for sleep to crash around me like the waves
blowing off the island of dreams.
I'm walking along the path of the forest of imagination.
Into a tangle of vines, I'm suddenly encased.
Is this really reality?
He walks towards me.
Trying to free me, to help me.
The greedy serpentine vines of the rose bushes
entangle and cut him with their many
© 2013 - 2024 Lyla-Amnethyst
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