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Piece of Paper

I’m like a piece of crumpled paper
I’ve been used, written all over
The words of a poet are all over me
I thought that I’d be the one

Sadly, I was wrong
As if something like me could ever be good enough 
Maybe if I was a different kind of paper
But instead

I’m a piece of crumpled lined paper
I’ve been ignored most of my life
It’s alright though
It only bothers me 7 days a week and 24 hours a day

I wonder what life would be like if I wasn’t who I was
Would I be hung up with the others for people to view?
Would I be used to keep secrets no one will ever know?
But instead

I’m a useless piece of crumpled lined paper
I’ve been picked up by a person
Maybe they want me?
They are taking me somewhere 

I’m so happy and excited 
Maybe I could be hung up for people to see
Maybe I could be used to keep secrets no one will ever see
I can’t wait for my life to change

Wait, they are taking me towards the trash can
No! I don’t want to go!
Please don’t leave me here all alone
They didn’t listen

I’ve been tossed into the trash
I realized that life isn’t for everyone
I lay inside the trash full of tears
Life couldn’t get any worse

I am now just a sad useless piece of crumpled lined paper.

Copyright © Soleil Mitchell | Year Posted 2020



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Forget-Me-Not Dreams

Like a cold winter night
I hear thy call my name
Little whispers
“Come play a little game”

The path arises and the pace quickens
The faster I run, the harder it is to see
The tiny white light at the end of the path
I need that forget-me-not

I grew closer and reach out
I stop running
Paralyzed in place
I can no longer quicken my pace

That forget-me-not is within arms reach
Fingers flutter and roam
They aren’t mine
Death is approaching

I gasp as I realized it was all a dream
I hop out of bed
And take a walk in the garden
Holding onto that forget-me-not

Copyright © Soleil Mitchell | Year Posted 2020

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Sadness and Depression

I ask myself this question a lot
“Why haven’t I killed myself yet?”
I have one reason
And one reason only

My baby brother
Suffering from depression takes a toll
It will also eat away at your soul
I don’t know what to do

I love him so much
I want to see him grow
So I put on this big show
Never letting anyone see through me

I don’t want help
I just want to end it all
All my sadness and depression
My own way

He’s only 4
He has a bright future and so much more
But what am I?
“Why haven’t I killed myself yet?”

I’m continuing to suffer
All for him
Everything I do
Is for him

I don’t want him to be broken even though he wouldn’t understand
I’m stuck here in this cursed land
Continuously growing my obsession with guns
But like I said

It’s all for him
Without him
There’s no me
I’ll continue my journey and hope to see some good come out of this.

Copyright © Soleil Mitchell | Year Posted 2020

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What Does It Really Mean To Suffer In Silence?

To be in a room full of people and still feel lonely
To laugh outside and be sad within
To be a beaming ray of sunshine but scream out when no ones around
To be so close to tasting the fruits of everlasting joy

Only for the birds to bear
To be okay with yourself
But only yourself 
For it will concern others

You don’t want to burden them
Do you?
To suffer in silence means to be alone in this
Because no one would seem to understand 

Feel the way you feel
See it the way you see it

Copyright © Soleil Mitchell | Year Posted 2024

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Make It Stop

Like an endless death 
Every day I feel as if I’m deteriorating 
I can feel my soul degrading 
Make it stop

I’m getting mad
It hurts too much
Like 1000 paper cuts and such
Make it stop

The mask that has to go up
In order to get through the day
I want it all to go away
Make it stop

The pain of opening my eyes
My patience is growing thin
The lack of emotion is growing in
Make it stop.

Copyright © Soleil Mitchell | Year Posted 2021



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Her Black Boots

Her black boots
So clean
So furry
They walk along the pathway to her new life

The longer she walks
The bigger the holes
The longer she walks
The more the snow tries to slow her down

But no snow, nor hole could slow down her life
She continues to walk
Along that pathway
For a better life

Copyright © Soleil Mitchell | Year Posted 2020

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This Poem Totally Makes Sense

Elephants can stomp
Birds can sing
Fish can swim
The seasons bring

Spring
Summer
Winter
And Fall

Working
Sleeping
Eating and all
This poem doesn’t make sense

But neither does life
I give up.

Copyright © Soleil Mitchell | Year Posted 2020

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The Door

Creepily walking
The feeling of the soft carpet
Moving swiftly and silently
The door continues to knock

The sweet smell of nectar infiltrates my nose
 I wonder what's behind the door
I grab and turn the knob to the right
I cautiously open the door

A gust of wind blows 
Pushing my hair out of my face
I stare as my face grows blank
Death is at my door

Copyright © Soleil Mitchell | Year Posted 2020

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Floating

Floating.
Floating around in the darkness
Where am I?
What am I doing here?

A ray of sunshine appears
So shiny
So bright
The lightness and darkness intertwined 

I effortlessly lift my hand
Tears running down my now painless face
I am here
I am home.

Copyright © Soleil Mitchell | Year Posted 2021

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The Day After

The day after my death
I had the will to get out of bed
I take a short shower to wake myself up
And make myself breakfast

Chocolate chip pancakes with a small glass of orange juice
I walk by and I don't see anyone anywhere, maybe at school already
I opened my closet and picked out that cute red top I saved up for so long to buy
And my casual bell bottom low waisted jeans

Brushed my teeth and my hair
I made my bed
Put my stuffed animals back in order
Pack my lunch and books

Put on my Jordans my parents bought me for my 15th birthday
I grab my blue backpack and head out the door
I take the usual path down to my high school
I don't see my friend waiting for me at our favourite spot, maybe he went on without me

Upon opening the doors to my school I am instantly filled with a gloomy atmosphere
I don't understand what's going on
I see my bullies and am ready for whatever beating they were going to give me
But all I see is regret on their face, maybe they had a change of heart

School's done
Time to go home I guess
I'll take my daily detour and get my slushy from the gas station
Today was odd

I walk down the sidewalk to get to my house
But something in my mind told me to keep walking
I lose myself in my thoughts and take a long walk down to the cemetery 
I've always wanted to take a walk down there

As I walk further in the cemetery
I see the cars of my family and friends
I see my friend on his knees
My family hugging and supporting each other

I walk over and ask what's wrong
I get no answer
I take a look at what they are eyeing
A tombstone?

As I read the name of deceased
My eyes shoot open
As I realize
That I finally did it

This world finally broke me
"Here lies Soleil Mitchell"
And that was what happened
The day after my death

Copyright © Soleil Mitchell | Year Posted 2021

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