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Laken Smith Poem
All these things that happened..playing ever so clear in my head.
They are my secrets to take with me, until the day that I am dead.
Too scared to tell anyone, suffocating me so I can't breathe.
Alone I face the darkness, bottling up every emotion because they only make me seethe.
People may read this, some confused but still those who know what it means.
This is the best way I can put it, these are my silent screams.
Everything comes crashing down on you..Why at such a cost?
You took my happiness from me, innocence once held to be forever lost.
It's so easy to say it never happened, everything felt behind a mask.
Blocking it is never permanent, the pain will always last.
It just couldn't stop at one bad thing, you pray the pain in your soul is numbing, just to have more trauma you never saw coming.
I can never escape it.. the sound of those silent screams.
They stay with me wherever I go, they even haunt my dreams.
I know what you are thinking, this is never something you want to see.
But some of us have terrifying secrets, that are ours alone to keep.
The people who will get this will know what these words mean.
Reading between the lines is easier than it may seem.
This story is heartbreaking to write. It's painful, sad and true..but these bad things happened to me and I pray they never happen to you.
I do not seek sympathy. These are just words left unspoken. I am not completely torn...I am just beautifully broken.
Copyright © Laken Smith | Year Posted 2017
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Laken Smith Poem
Two lovers, taking a midnight stroll
Two hearts beating, binding the soul
Eyes that never wander
emotions running wild
He caresses her cheek
he loves to make her smile
He looks up into the starry sky
a little nervous but he has much pride
He brings her into his warm embrace
she looks at him, such beauty and grace
The two begin to sway
he must not miss this chance
How better to end the day
but with a moonlight dance
Her head on his shoulder
his heart full of love
He takes in her pleasant scent
knows she was sent down from above
The stars were shining
ever were they so bright
They shared a true love's kiss
then told the moon goodnight
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Sitting next to you, watching your world fall apart..
holding your hand while you slowly fade away,
and it breaks my heart.
Looking at your kindness with all of your wonder.
Listening to the sound of my aching soul beating as loud as thunder.
Talking to you, holding your hand..
I am baring sadness and it's hard to understand.
How I love you, the world may never know,
Remembering you loving me and watching me grow.
This sad pain inside that i feel is me watching you go.
I wish i could be there right by your side.
Kissing your cheek, holding back the tears and whispering it'll be alright.
you gave me the best years of my life.
Before I was a mother and before i was a wife.
I'm gazing and staring up into darkened skies.
Watching you go..and a little piece of me dies.
Watching and letting you go,
it makes me feel alone and scared.
But one thing I will always remember..is how much you actually cared.
I can't describe in words..how much this hurt stings.
But what I can imagine..is how lovely and beautiful you will look with your new set of wings.
this was dedicated to my great grandmother. we were very close and she was a magnificent woman. I love you grandma. rest in peace.
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Laken Smith Poem
Be strong, or so they say
I am trying so hard..
I am not okay.
Reach out, I am here for you
that's what I hear
I have reached as far as I can
just to have no one near
I can't push myself to do anything
the house is surely a mess
I am constantly drowning
always living in constant distress
Talk about it
you will surely feel better
Haven't left my house in days
I blame it on the weather
But the sun was out today
Nothing feels different
Please someone just stay
I am drowning
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She whispers, "take me to a place, where clocks don't tick.
Take me away where time doesn't pass me by. A place where I can scream, and where it's okay to cry.
Take me away, from this hell I call life. Away from the people and away from the strife."
He whispers back, " I will take you to a place where you won't be afraid. As for clocks, why should they tick anyway?
As for the screaming, I do not think I could bear. As for your crying, please know I will always be there.
As for people, there are so many that are cruel. Anyone that dare hurt you will only bring onto the fire, so much more fuel.
You are my sunset, my desert rose. As for your pain in your heart, please allow me to help it close."
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Lightning spreading across the sky
The storm will not last forever
You're not here
I promise you will be missed
Please do not say goodbye
You're not here
I couldn't save you
I wonder if anyone cared to try
You're not here
You had so much more of a life to live
Why did you choose to die?
You're not here
I am angry, mostly sad and hurt
I keep asking what more I could have done
as they lowered you into the dirt
You're not here
You should have known you were beautiful
I prayed that you would see
You're not here
People had no right to mistreat you
You were always loved by me
You're not here
I wish I could have healed your pain
I hope my love for you was known
The demons can't chase you anymore
but you left me here alone
I will never fully understand or know
Why you're not here
I miss you my friend.
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Laken Smith Poem
What annoys me?
Honestly?
I get annoyed if I can hear someone chewing their food..I often wonder which wild animal pack they were raised by. I get annoyed at certain individuals who do not know they are part of the problem when clearly they are the problem. I get annoyed when I cook a nice dinner and my kids tell me it tastes real bad ( it was delicious mind you) I get annoyed that my children build secret death traps for me to trip over and break something when all I am trying to do is wake them up for school, I mean the WORKS..legos, barbies, hotwheels...if I can almost kill myself by tripping over it, it will be in that warpath. I get annoyed when people try to strike a nerve with me..I really can't take the time out of my busy day to care whether or not you think you were right..I get annoyed by my alarm clock. It's like it hates me or something. I have a good relationship with sleep and it's very jealous. I think I will end this with blueberries. Last week, my children put the container of blueberries in the fridge..WITH 3! YOU CAN'T EAT 3 BLUEBERRIES?? This concludes the humorous side of what annoys me.
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Chest tightening
body frozen
Overthinking takes control
Just take deep breaths
Deep breaths turn into hyperventilation
Pain consumes your chest with each quick inhale
The room gets smaller
Suffocation sets in
Everything that is so small
Turns into large obstacles
Suddenly you feel alone
darkness sets in
Large groups of people
Draining all of your energy
Overthinking everything
Sleepless nights
Anxiety is part of me
Don't forget to breathe
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Sitting at my computer like I normally do,
being myself and staying true.
I express myself to others.
I thought I would have a lot of friends,
but instead I feel hatred that hovers and never ends.
I just wanted them to like me. I wanted to be accepted and shown love.
People just don't get it. I can't shake the unwanted feeling, even if I push and shove.
Tonight is the night. No more will I suffer.
All I can say is that I am sorry, and to please tell my mom that I love her.
Little sister, please know that I did try.
I was made to feel like I was nothing,
I am sure everyone will be better off if I die.
Why do they hate me? Do they know I wish them well?
Being gay is a sin I am told,
doomed to forever reign in Hell.
Why am I different? I have lost all of my courage.
They say God hates me, when I was simply created in his image.
These shattered pieces fell too quick. People lost their lives because they are different and it makes me sick.
We live lives that are ours so chosen.
Spread love and not hate,
acceptance is golden.
Copyright © Laken Smith | Year Posted 2017
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I am searching for a place I'm not sure exists.
Visions of me coming out from the darkness, slipping into a memorable bliss.
The day you left ripped my heart in two.
I know how to survive in this world, just not without you.
My spirit is broken, my inner peace is gone.
Silent tormenting screams echo inside, keeping me from moving on.
Anger, pain, longing and sorrow..they flood into me one by one.
Fixing myself seems near impossible...when I am constantly reminded that you are gone.
Everything is different. Everyone and everywhere has changed.
The perfect puzzle you held together is crumbling apart, drastically rearranged.
Emptiness consumes me, it's tearing me apart shred by shred.
I remember everything about you..from your smile, your beauty and to every word you ever said.
When you lose something or someone, it is said that only time can heal.
I have been quietly waiting...just to find that time isn't real.7
Copyright © Laken Smith | Year Posted 2017
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