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Kristian Hamilton Poem
She is twelve years old
No one to care
No one to hear
The screams of her heart
But we turn our noses up
She is six feet under
A knife in her back
Praying for the pain and suffering to end
But we turn our noses up
She tries her best
They break her heart
Can’t sleep at night with the monsters creeping in her room
But we turn our noses up
She begs and plead
She gets down on her knees
Trying to hold on
They see her pain
But we turn our noses up
Two years later
Lessons learned, and new scars made
She changes who she really is
But we turn our noses up
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Kristian Hamilton Poem
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Even through all the pain i still love you
You dragged my throw the mud
You pushed me in the cold dripping rain
But i would still jump off our sacrifice plane
Push myself to go to the limit
I thought you would always be legit
But you just continuously push into a never ending pit
So now will i fight the never ending war
Or will i go off and close the door
I choose me
Cant you see
I am on my own
Never looking back
But sometimes i do lack
The love that u gave me
Along with the bruises
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Going to the same schools with the same people
The worst you could do is get a name
Your name sticks
There is no going back
That one faithful day
That one horrifying mistake
We walk around making sure that we look our best
Never letting our pants be unzipped
Always making sure that our shoes were free of toilet paper
Fearing to get called zippy, or toilet train
Dressing so uncomfortable that we get cuts and scares from the clothes that we wear
Making sure that we look like everyone else
Our differentially is stripped from us the moment we step into that setting
We are no longer our own human being
But a frighten wolf following the pack
Never questioning the leader
Never roaming away
Trying to comfort ourselves by reminding that we all go through it
Is this normal?
Do we need this to survive?
Wanting to be yourself
Can’t find a reason to let go
Afraid of the consequences
Be yourself
If they give you a name at least it is unique
At least u will show your kids that they have a chance
A chance to succeed without need the approval for worthless scumbags they call bullies
Maybe we are afraid
Of the “friends” we will lose
The things will miss
But who wants to be around people that can’t even accept you for who you are
So forget them
We all most go through the choice
But we get to regulate how much we take
Copyright © Kristian Hamilton | Year Posted 2019
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The love that he gave me
The hurt that he left me
I go back and forth as I lie awake at night
Thinking about how he held on to me so tight
Does he know
Does he care
If I hurt will he fight
Or will he just throw his hands in the air
You where suppose to protect me
But you left me in this thing we call life
Know I die slowly every night
Was it love or lust
Should i judge or just
Believe these things you tell me
Mama said a pair of lips will say any thing
Your lies are as smooth as your perfect lips
Do i want to hear the the rough truth that might come from them
To be continued.....................................................................
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