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Anonymous Poet Poem
This is probably
Just a cliché thing to say
But im just a girl
Looking to find my way
I want to find my passion
The one thing that will drive
My life and my work
That makes me feel alive
I was quite artistic
From when I was quite young
I guess you can say it was in my blood
In every song that’s sung
I don’t just hear the lyrics
But I can feel the meaning too
Its almost as if its inside my head
And im dancing to the tune
All the bouncing and the trance
Vibrate through my ears
The lyrics talk of love and life
From my early years
Its not so much the melody anymore
But more the word they say
I found poetry
I found my way
Copyright © Anonymous Poet | Year Posted 2016
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Anonymous Poet Poem
You can’t tell me who I am anymore
What I can and cannot do
Because you’re no better than me
There is a limit on me too
I wouldn’t expect you to go around
And grovel to every stranger
For acceptance and love
But let’s make a wager
I bet you, any monies in the world
That you wouldn’t help that homeless man
Or reunite parents with their little girl
Because you’re too scared of the consequences
Of today’s brash society
Of what’s expected of you
But you will always expect it of me
Look me in the eyes and tell me I’m not right
You would feel too shy to help that old lady
Walk by that guy with the flyer
But they get up, and they too get on with their day
I’ve always been told through life
There’s no shame in asking for help
But I’ve never been able to ask
I just sat back on the shelf
And let everybody decide for me
Because of course they knew best
I grew up to trust authority figures
Never really listened to what was inside my chest
My heart was growing bigger,
With every piece of kindest I bestowed
And people loved me for it
But it would soon be something I loathed
Because with every time that my heart bulged
The colour would fade
With every beat it would take
It felt like a clot was being made
Those clots were becoming more painful
Each time I helped someone else
Every time I took the fall
To defend someone else
And I couldn’t figure out why my heart was beating so slowly
Why my chest felt so full
Why I was feeling so low
They say when grief happens
It comes over you like a wave
Those waves were tsunamis
But I had to look brave
And protect my family in the best ways I could
But I turns out
I couldn’t
Because I left the most important patient out.....
Me.
Copyright © Anonymous Poet | Year Posted 2016
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When you think about that day
When you just had no motivation
All your energy gone
Lacking concentration
You feel like a failure
And life will never be good
Maybe drinking more
Perhaps going off your food
Being so afraid
That you will never feel okay
That you’ll never get through this
This stupid ridiculous day
Think about that day
And multiple it by seven
Then multiply that by four
Your one single day is heaven
Compared to the months
That some of us endure
That some of us manage to wake up to
And drag our feet along the floor
We’re not lazy, pathetic, or stupid
Attention seekers or weird
We just want our bed
So we can drown out our fear
But sometimes that fear
Can keep us wide awake at night
Never mind your ghosts and ghouls
Only thoughts are enough to fright
You see the point
Is not to point at you
But to make you think that maybe
Just maybe
We could all make it through
If you could just see that ears are blind to words
And some words you hear taste bitter
There’s NOTHING you can’t do
If you change those words for the better
I can’t, “you can”
But I can’t, “you will,
You just need to get on with it”
And then comes the chill
That only comes when someone says
Just get on with it! Get it done!
But they don’t realise the difficulty, in so many ways
I can even begin to explain to you right now what I’m thinking or feeling or what I want to do
But I’m okay
Because society will just tell me, what I should do...
Copyright © Anonymous Poet | Year Posted 2016
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