Shaking to its core, the cries go unheard across a nation.
Eyes and ears are glued to a screen,
that can only translate the pain we cannot feel.
Lives are lost; never forgotten. Yet the rumbling has just begun.
Bodies move in motion, yet their senses are suspended.
Will we meet again? A promise that is lost in translation.
A restoration of faith is in order, however our doubts stand victorious.
Hopelessness takes priority, while order slips into history.
We anticipate the next chapter, filled with nothing short of misery.
Tears fall down my face as I feel my heart break
At times I wish I could fall asleep
Live inside a happy dream from which I did not have to wake
I remain wide awake unable to stop the pain I feel inside
Whomever said there were happy endings must have been wrong
Or maybe they just lied
Feeling completely all alone without anyone to understand
Every time I turned for help they turned away
And I am left alone still reaching out my hand
My cries go unheard and words forgotten just like me
I stand right in front of them
But not one person seems to see
As if invisible or unimportant at all
Attempting to be heard I shout
But nobody hears me when I call
Trying to remain strong but growing weaker every day
Losing the game of tug of war
Giving up the desire to continue to play
Just. One. More. Cut.
she thought that was all
just one more sliver
and all would be solved
but the pain was addicting
she couldnt escape
she believed in redemption
enclosed in the blade
the cuts how they blead
dripping crimson release
and with a look to the mirror
sees a girl with a creed
To never admit this
to never reveal
the only release now
is with silver and steel
Her worries are worthless
her cries go unheard
and with each passing moment
she feels more despair
The daylight it dwindles
till moonlight appears
the darkness it covers
the sorrow filled tears
She stares at the slivers
the gashes too deep
she looks to the razor
as eyes shut to sleep
just one more cut
was all that she plead
but she took it too far
and now she is dead
I'm immobile by deafening chants of my fans.
Mounted on a grand stage draped in humiliation
The arena is packed standing room only
Murmurs of insults produce a grievous boom echoes in my head
You, Me, Someone, Anyone Say Something!
Slashed to pieces by your taunts
Pummeled, pounded, and mauled seeming to erase my exsistence
Cornered, trapped held captive by fear
My cries go unheard ashamed of my weakness
You, Me, Someone, Anyone Say Something!
Branded, labeled gripped daily by hail storms of fist,
bruises, scrapes, stupid, ugly, gay, punk, B!t@#.......
Scar me to the depth of my soul.
You, Me, Someone, Anyone Say Something
Bullying is no longer only on the big screen, it's in our faces
Don't downplay it until it hits home
We are losing to many young lives to BULLYING
The final ACT is.................. DEATH
YOU, ME, SOMEONE, ANYONE SAY SOMETHING!
Let my voice represent those seeking emotional, physical and or mental emancipation!
Let my voice be that of the woman whose cries go unheard in the humdrum activities of this life!
Let my voice be the microphone that bellows the wails of the suppress, underprivileged and less fortunate!
Let my voice be that of the Freedom fighters: Nanny of the maroons, Rosa Parks and Susie King Taylor!
Let my voice be that of the unheard who speeches fall on deaf ears...
Let my voice be that of the unsung song that is shelved because it does not fit the profile of success- greed, sexual immortality, jealousy,
scandal!
Let my voice be the voice that seeks peace.
Let my voice be the voice that tells the stories of millions who were denied an opportunity.
Let my voice be the voice that speaks or articulates godly qualities.
Let my voice be the voice of those who have been muted by the society- The Unheard Voice!
I feel your breath upon my skin
Causing shivers from within.
You whisper in my ear
That there is nothing to fear.
Your blood red eyes
Tell me those are lies.
My life is about to disappear
Yet I still stand here.
I do not want to lead a life
That causes dischord and strife
But I cannot move a muscle
Even though I need to hustle.
I do try to leave you
But you already knew
What I would try to do
Your side to me you drew.
My cries go unheard
My pleas seem absurd
Most exquisite pain
When teeth pierce my vein.
I am rooted to the spot
And no longer try to plot
My very own escape
As a new plan takes shape.
As he drinks my blood
New thoughts begin to flood
Thoughts of life eternal
And now being nocturnal.
I feel a brand new strength
One that goes on at length.
I smell blood and fear
Yet rules I must adhere.
No longer can bear the sun.
Can lift more than a ton.
Have the power of speed
And to Enthrall if I so need.
I am no longer mortal.
I am a glorious immortal.
What here has transpire?
I am now a Vampire.
The sad little child
With the broken down smile
Thought how could this be
Why no one could see
This pain I've endured
While the cries go unheard
By the secrets kept silent
Behind closed doors
Of a room filled with fear
And what footsteps would bring
And hoping for morning
Just wishing for sleep,
Or somewhere to hide
Under the covers
Or inside of my dreams
Till the nightmare is over
And the child is set free
From the secrets kept silent
By the one's who should love me
Kevin D. Fix
Adam said to God ,I am old and tired
let the young men populate the world
i want to rest
God said' Adam your seed is the first
your not done, eat more cake"
If God looked at France and the rest
of the world,
how much more can Adam's offspring
take?
Hunger cries go unheard,poverty unseen.
A call came to standup.
True warrriors they are. not a human life
did they bake. With heat from burning
buildings, busses and cars.
Smoke and flames seen from afar. Yet
Rome burns around the world
while dance,music is played. Outside
people are in slaved.
Frances learned a lesson that,s not to late,
what about us? are we waiting for the first
burning bus? Or will we re-think our need
call it greed?
And allow others to raise they're seed?
It,s God 's plan for us to grow. Now you
know how the story with Adam goes.
allow us to eat more cake.
{ peace}
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