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The Journey

light 
surrounds me
green field, stretching
lasting forever

i run free
free of torment
free of guilt
free of judgement

the wind
seems to flow through me 
I've never felt this before
im convinced it's a dream
but i can't wake up 

i come across a grove of trees 
and i lie down
i feel the wind
i feel the sky, the birds...the peace

i see a stump of 
a old oak tree
i feel a tear come down
wanting to fall, 
i feel for the tree 

i cry, i sob
i don't know why 
the stump tells me something 
a whisper, a secret
that's meant to keep

the secret i treasure
deep inside
like a promise

i keep running 
until i cant run
anymore, any longer

i again think of 
the stump
i start to cry
before i tell myself, 
control your emotions!

i keep running... 
i think of my life
before
i fell asleep

i see family
cheerful
happy
without me

i don't want 
to go back to those times
i want to go forward, 
never look back
i keep running

i think back to
my mother:
kind eyes
loving hands
caring acts
my father:
strong hads
firm beliefs
forgiving tone of voice

i stop and i think to myself, 
if i go back, my future is 
wasted
i won't be able to lice
freely, without a care
in the world

i think to the secret
i feel like shouting it 
to the world
but the stump...
what if i broke my promise
what if i couldn't control my emotions
what if i got stuck in this world
what if i want to...
what if... 

i keep running
i keep running
i keep running
i keep running

my mind is racing
my heart is beating
m legs ar trembling

i feel as though 
i will fall 
but 
i keep running

tears stream down my cheeks
and the world aroung me changes 
so fast
that i don't see it coming

the green field to to dry,
dead plants, dead field
i don't know where i am anymore

i see the grove in the distance 
i run to the stump
i fall upon it and

cry, cry like 
a thousand storms compiled
together

together 
like my family
i forget about my future
i force myself into the past
my future is wasted tomorrow is forgotten
the stump stares at me
forcing its wa into my
memory

memory
past
gone

the grove is no longer 
beautiful

the stump is gone 
everything is gone
i stand there, 
blinded by my own fury
i despise myself for not listening to my own advice

i feel an emtiness
almost like a numbness
where i feel nothing
i see nothing

but i learn to fight
fight to look forward
fight to find my future
to forget about things
that should be forgotten
to forget about my past
the emptiness surrounding me 
starts to fadde
more and more green the field becomes
little by little
the color is restored
the more i fight
the faster it grows, 
the more i can forget
the greener it gets

i keep fighting
i refuse to stop
the world come back
to me

i keep running
this time of fear
fear that whatever i do 
isn't good enough

until i see the stump

just seeing it helps me realize
that im not the only one 
i whisper, i feel for you
it answers, i love you

i will not leave the stump
for it is my friend
but it tells me, you can always come
back
i will, i say
for you

AND I KEEP RUNNING

i have found my hapiness 
it is here inside me, 
the stump, the grove, 
the field, everything

i know that i can return
whenever i need to get away
from my past, my present
to see my future
to look forward
to not break my promises
to keep secrets and 
to not abandon those i love

this world has taught 
me that, happiness is with me
whenever i need it
i just can close my eyes and 
see my future
fight for what i need
fight for what i want
to FIGHT

AND...

to keep running

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You'Re Perfect

You’re perfect

Perfect hair
That I don’t have

Perfect clothes
That I don’t have

Perfect face
That I don’t have

Perfect friends
That I don’t have

You’re perfect
You have 
Everything
That I don’t have

Im not perfect
But that’s okay

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Green

Green
Color of 
grass
Always greener on the other 
Side
Or Is it?

Green 
The color of
Trees
In the woods
Where you become
Lost
Afraid

Creatures
Lurking in the darkness
Ready to pounce
At any opportune moment

Taking me down 
Into an endless
abyss

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Peace Is In Me

Peace is in me

It’s in my mind
But it’s hard to reach

I can’t quite tap into it
But I can feel it in my soul

Peace is in me

Even if I don’t show it
I can prove it
In my poems

Even if the poem expresses
Pain
Fear
Depression
Guilt

Peace is in me

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Colors

Colors

What do they 
Mean?

Some might say
They mean nothing
But do they?

Let’s say they
Do
Then what?
What now?

That’s up to 
You

Colors

Red 
Blood
Anger
Sadness
Fire
Important

Orange
Ferocity
Danger
Awareness
Hurt

Yellow
Laughter
Crying
Children
Autumn 

Green
Hope
Regret
Envy
Need

Blue
Danger
Fun
Infinite
Free

Violet
Beauty
Feistiness
Change
Expressive

There are infinite
Amounts of colors
Some not even 
Discovered yet

It’s your job to 
Find the meaning
In all things

Think of the
Colors
And never
Forget
Doubt
Discard

never

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Halloween

darkness
all around me
the distant high-pitched cackle
hurts my ears and im
afraid

noises
black cats walking
alley screaming
mountains howling

i wonder, 
are these costumes?
or are they disguises?

i walk
down the street
but i feel something tearing at me

nothing's there
but shadows
of trees
of buildings
of something

i fall
face on gravel
chest burning
bleeding

nothing

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The Note

childhood memories
rejuvenating life
thinking of a time
with no grief or strife

back in that one summer
when you had a secret
that little boy who said, you're cute
and you'd promised him you'd keep it

he gave you a note
with writing in the page
that said, I think you're really swell
and just the perfect age

and then you noticed
in the corner of the page
is your name in a heart
and then a smiley face

you think for a minute
before you do reply
and write something back
and then you let it fly

he gazes at you and he smiles
and then he turns away
to read that note you gave him
that told him he would pay

you didn't like this little boy
for he was kind of creepy
he stares at you all day long
plus his name was "creepy"

you didn't ever trust him
because of his odd name
because he would follow you
until you'd want to mame

you told him you don't like him
but he wont go away
until you say you love him
and tell him he should stay

but that will never happen
because it isn't true
so you say that he should leave
and he tries to mame you

the moral of this story
is always tell the truth
because if that doesn't happen
you might punch out a tooth

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Autumn

Hear the leaves rustling
Feel the wind blowing
See the rain falling

Hear the leaves rustling
The wind blowing them
Onto an undetermined destination

Feel the wind blowing
Cold against your cheeks
Moving, changing everything

Se the rain falling
Replenishing life
Restoring old to new

Autumn time
Beautiful colors
Rainstorms, rainbows
Wind, leaves

Beauty

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Redemption

I walk 
Alone
Seeking redemption
Down small pathway

The road is blocked
I can’t get through
I have two options:
I can go into the woods,
I can go into fog, where I can’t see
I choose woods

The woods
Expecting fear, but
Not obtaining it, 
Retreats
I walk until
I find a trail
I follow this trail
Until it leads me to a castle
When I try to enter,
I am stopped by a gatekeeper

The gatekeeper says to me:
You cannot come in
But you may bask in the beauty

I wonder:
Why bask in beauty 
When you can’t truly
Enjoy it?

I kill the gatekeeper
And let myself inside
I have become a monster. But
I am strong; that’s good right?
Nothing can break me
Nothing will happen that I don’t 
Agree with

I am in control
I can do whatever

I go to the gardens
They are beautiful
But I don’t see that
All I see is darkness
I see the flaws, 
The corrections that
Should be made

I come to a rose patch
My name is Rose
I compare the roses to myself
The flaws, the need for
Improvement
I see that in myself

I fall to the ground
And the earth opens up

I am almost taken
To the center of the earth
But something catches me
A bird, but not a real bird
A figment of imagination
It carries me
Away, into the sky
But we land on the 
High wall of the castle

I ask it:
Why did you bring me here?
Before it answers, it takes off
Into the world

I look around for a sign, 
Something to show me a reason
But I find nothing
Absolutely nothing
No dirt, no cracks, no 
Flaws, nothing wrong
Nothing

I go inside the castle
To find it’s much bigger on the 
Inside than it appears on the 
Outside

No one is in the castle
Why did the gatekeeper not let me in?
There is no one here

All here is silence
No creaks in the floors
Or in the doors

I flee from this terrible place
It reminds me of my
Imperfection, my wrongs
I’d rather die than
Stay here

I run away

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Thoughts

I thought I had friends, 
But true, I don’t have many

The ones that I do have
I don’t treat very well

I live in this world
With hope that is missing
When I am the problem
My mind is closing

I don’t know why I feel this way
I’ve had a pretty darn good day

But sometimes mi sing
In my life
Something blatant
As a knife

I feel as though
My thoughts are frightened
Running away until
Im alone
My thoughts have 
Abandoned me
Im forced to 
Think of more thoughts
Thoughts like:
Im alone
Nobody really likes me, they just pretend to
I am a bad person

My thoughts seem to close 
Around me
Trapping me
Until there’s nothing
Left

Im trapped inside my
Own mind
I can’t think of
Anything else
Anything good
Anything