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Jose Ramirez Poem
I feel helpless...
Like I can't help her
She's sitting there
Perfectly fine
Staring into the wolfs eyes and open jaws..
.But the wolf seems to be crying..
Like her tears made up for her roar.
Poor young girl with fear and shame written in your scorched eyes...
I wish I could help you....
But apparently it's not my place....
Copyright © Jose Ramirez | Year Posted 2007
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Jose Ramirez Poem
Lost
Like I'm not good enough for you!
Lost
That's the problem
At least to you.
I give you my heart and you throw it right back in my face.
It's wondrous to me how much I want you to love me
For me!
And the reason why left nonexistent!
So sit me down in the corner
And give me the dunce hat
Because I don't know who I am!
Because I don't know something about myself!
So lay me down tonight
And watch me scream to the cosmos and starts
In prayer
That someday I'll be as good as you.
And in prayer
Trying to reach someone
Trying to reach you
So you could come to me!
Come to me and heal my scars!
Copyright © Jose Ramirez | Year Posted 2008
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Jose Ramirez Poem
Where are the arms out-stretched?
That would hold me and in turn give me confidence?
Where are the feet of this perfect ballerina?
That would turn and turn
and gain the love of an entire audience?
Could those arms be waiting for me in the audience?
Could those feet walk me in their direction?
Or would I be stuck in an endless fuente?
Spinning and turning,
Spinning and turning.
Waiting to be told "it's okay to stop."
Because they finally love me and are waiting w/ their arms outstretched.
Copyright © Jose Ramirez | Year Posted 2007
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Jose Ramirez Poem
That smile
It just makes me feel wanted
And the fact that I'm doing this to him
Oh god why?
Why must I be like this?
One lie leads to another,
Lead to me screaming at myself w/ my mouth sown shut!
If I didn't need it to caress yours I would probably cut out my own tongue.
Because then maybe you'd love me....
Because ,even if you feel strongly about me now
I would be hopeless
Because you don't know me..
You know someone else.
Because I don't show me very often.
I hide myself in lies.
But maybe if my mouth was sown shut,
You would at least know me by my actions, not my words.
Maybe then you could love me..
Well maybe not you, but someone
because my actions I trust
My words HORRIFY me...
So maybe if I just stood there and smiled
You'd smile back and we could go from there...
Copyright © Jose Ramirez | Year Posted 2007
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Jose Ramirez Poem
Though I scream out your name
You won't come back to me ...
It doesn't even have to be to me..
I just wanna know your safe.
Hundreds of tears shed in your absence
Each different tear shed by a different person.
A circle of tears.
We stand here
Singing
Chanting with al our might!
Four powerful words
Powerful words that seem useless...
"Come Back To Me!"
You can hear you Aunt screaming!
Screaming turns to pleading
But you never even heard us...
You drowned out our pleas using your own screaming!
Screamsof resentment...
Like we never did anything to help you...
Like we were never here..
Do I mean nothing?
That feeling...
that feeling I had
When you tore me from the grasp of any of my demons
With but a single kiss!
Did that mean nothing, too!?
Were those three words you swore to me a lie?
Was I your demon?
Did I do anything good for you at all?
I guess not...
If you're running away!
Where'd you go?!
That's all I want to know
Because , maybe, if I find you, I can kiss you and tell you " I love you"....
And wait for your response....
Copyright © Jose Ramirez | Year Posted 2007
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Jose Ramirez Poem
Groggy...
Screaming...
Sleepy...
Painful...
Confused about what's going on
I don't care
Because I'm half asleep.
Waking up to screaming yells
Is not a way to wake at all...
Long ago there was but quite
And now pain and suffering accumulates in my air?
OH HELL NO!
Is this how children are suppose to live?
Watching their parents at each others throats?
Don't you see?
You're taking from your children's childhood.
How can you live with yourself?
Stealing from your child!
You're not stealing love from them...
It's just disappearing
Piece by piece
And eventually there are no more pieces to steal.
And you say I'm the failure!
You're always asking "What Happened?"
You ran out of pieces!
Copyright © Jose Ramirez | Year Posted 2008
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