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Mollie Budgett Poem
"Reality" is a terrifying concept.
Unescapable,
It looms unmercifully.
They want us to live there,
Walking around in blind misery,
Breathing in their truths.
But we refuse to comply.
Instead, we dance beautifully,
In the rain of our delusions.
Copyright © Mollie Budgett | Year Posted 2023
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Mollie Budgett Poem
Hey, little curly-headed girl
Why are you out here alone?
The darkness is no place for someone like you.
Little curly-headed girl
Why don't you speak?
What is making you so blue?
"I am not blue nor afraid,"
She flatly states
With an emptiness in her tone.
"I am forgotten,"
"Pushed down, buried deep."
"You decided you were better off alone."
Copyright © Mollie Budgett | Year Posted 2023
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An exhibition of colors
Dancing and intertwining wildly;
Creating a beautiful chaos.
Each color a piece
Of a complicated, bewildering puzzle
That's constructed and manifests a soul.
But what happens when the music stops
And the dancing ends?
The once vibrant colors soon begin to fade.
The colors withdrawal
Depleted, they can no longer shine.
Only an achromatic gloom remains.
The soul is no longer.
The body is left confused.
What am I now?
Copyright © Mollie Budgett | Year Posted 2023
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Inhale deeply,
Exhale slowly.
Don't be afraid, my friend.
Knock down the wall,
Step into the light.
Welcome the pain,
Embrace the happiness.
Feel.
Be free,
And feel.
Copyright © Mollie Budgett | Year Posted 2024
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Dancing in the rain of my madness
Singing songs of heartbreak and plight.
Laughing and crying, twirling and thrashing
There is no sunshine without the night.
Walk with me through the storm clouds
Feel the lightning, embrace the wind.
There is a party full of well-dressed nightmares,
You are all more than welcome to attend.
They have glasses full of bitter-sweet sorrow
tiny cakes flavored with regret.
Crunchy chips seasoned with humiliation,
The ice cream, topped with tragedies you can't forget.
The intoxicating music is loud and chaotic,
you can't help but break out in dance.
Multiple genres swirling and blending
They'll overpower you if given the chance.
It's much too dark here for most,
No worries, you are secure.
Here, you are safe to feel and react
release all of yourself, be pure.
You can't have hope for the future
if the past holds captive your heart.
So dance with the well-dressed nightmares,
Please get to know them, then let them depart.
Copyright © Mollie Budgett | Year Posted 2024
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