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I am from the midnight sunset
dreamt on by angels
From a cut in half oak tree
residing on a corner
I am from the machine made earthquake
that rocks the beds
and frightens the children inside their heads
I am from a dance in the rain
in the middle of the road
to a walk in the park 
when the sun is shown

I am from the rush
of a thousand eyes 
with no hesitation
From an argument 
that has already been won 
but not ended
I am from a strong point of view
that holds a voice 
with a need to be noticed 
and not thrown aside by choice

I am from the art of expression
through hand written 
and typed word
I am from long letters
both heartfelt and meaningful
sometimes surprising
the ones that seem to be absurd
I am from tears on my keyboard 
typing what was impossible to say
as a God wasn't there to hear me pray

I am from lyrics 
that not only change 
but saved 
I am from turning off the lights 
turning up the volume 
and disappearing 
I am from feeling understood
without being known 
and being accepted 
without being told

I am from insecurities
that just won't go away
From keeping a straight face
so no one can see the pain
I am from big arms 
and a fat face
while looking at girls that don't show a trace
I am from looking at mirrors and beginning to cry 
because I can't stop the hate
that goes through my mind

I am from a childhood filled with harm
with words and actions
that will never leave my brain's arms
I am from that mom everybody though was great
because they didn't see her yell without restraint
I am from confusion of love and hate
because nobody was there to tell me how to differentiate
I am from the non-existent blood on my hands 
as she always told me it was my fault
she was in reprimands
I am from the pain I feel everyday
because when the monster left
it took my mom away
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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