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Observation is both a blessing and a curse

by: Sarah observant both a blessing and a curse. To know change in a person. Visually before you. Wrinkles in time. The one’s lost in minds. Others who see, Most walk around having hands out, as they shout. Oh, what a shame. Observation is both a blessing and a curse.

Her life

by: Sarah Hurt and Confused I try to teach. Life’s lessons as I preach. A family not caring. Who mock the one’s who have overcome. Confused I am as to where lines are met. As far as past and present lye. In minds of most criminals should die. I changed my life, I worked so … Read more

Entrapment

by: Sarah I danced with many demons. Til I waltzed with the devil. The entrapment I felt within. His gaze, like no other. His grasp, his whisper. The roaring of his fury. I was taken by him. Stealing my everything. I may have waltzed, and walked away stumbling. He won a part of me forever, … Read more

Another sleepless night

by: Sarah Those fingers, those hands. That waltz me tenderly. Turning feral. The brutality, and chaos. Each hand I seen. Once again gripping faith into bloody arms I lean.

Betrayed by hands

by: Sarah Hands those that bleed: The betrayal, from one’s Mouth. Can’t compare to the hands that bleed. The hands once belonging to me. Suddenly held another from what I could see. This time marks; unseen. A wound so deep the blood within begins To seep. The bloody hands that once held me so tenderly, … Read more

Never doubt

by: Sarah I watch you withering away. Broken branches sway as, leaves slowly crumble falling and decay. Once a beautiful masterpiece. Fluent and fair. Even to those unfair who didn’t care. Fore, within the roots bares the seed. In the spring, leaves cling, holding the swaying branches closely.

Pain for gain

by: Sarah Help me to escape, This place they call life. I’m drowning in memory. Life’s blessings stolen: My pain, for their gain. To drive me further insane… Please, place the needle in my vane. Take it all away, help me escape. My life stolen. Children never knowing, the truth behind the lies. Deceitful family … Read more

A penny for your thoughts

by: Sarah Little boy lost. Amongst the wolves and thieves. The family that preys on mind’s of weak. A penny for thoughts; Turns dimes into greed. Closing every door on all who wish to See. Little boy lost, unfortunate tragedy.

Dysfunctional

by: Sarah Dysfunctional displays. This chaotic maze. Child’s play… This adults game. One by one… Pieces fade.

Secrets surface

by: Sarah Sins and secrets may not show. Behind closed doors everyone knows. Sins you keep. As lies pile steep. To the world looking in, you’re a godly man. Political points matter as life began. Secrets untold. Money can’t buy mold. Fruit you’ve provided has begun to rot. As secrets come forth.

Little boy

by: Sarah Lies a child believes blood is thicker than water… As childhood takes a leap. Shaky hands, chop the glass. Little boy fades. He’s lost his way. A family that preys. Amongst weakness. Fractured as he. My God my God help give him clarity. Teach him the ways of life and your work. Teach … Read more

Love is rare

by: Sarah Temple To love is a rare thing. In a world that chooses objects Over blessings. A world that chooses idolesm, greed and glory. Compassion, loyalty and love are rare. Outside looking in, a tiny figment slowly Spins. Scattered pieces in the end.

Finding peace

by: Sarah I once had money and a lot of so called friends. I once found peace. A sense of self. Alone I worked. No electronic, no plumbing. Only a tent, a open view. Here… Here, was peace.

Worlds apart

by: Sarah Lost in thoughts from what might have been. A world apart as her lifetime ends. By chance or choice, Situations arose. Clinging hope after that final blow. People will judge, what they don’t Know. I watch her fade, day after day. This beautiful creature, slipping away. Tired and worn. Her battle is fought. … Read more

Deceitful things

by: Sarah A child’s mind is a fragile thing. A spirit can be broken yet, still roam free. To take her for granted so easily. Shameful pieces mimic the glass. Hurtful truths from the past. The lies you told; Made other’s see. A sacrifice to which meets the eye. Seems not all are blind, to … Read more

Indiscretion

by: Sarah The brutality not of hands but, of the mind. Alone you play, this deadly game. Bitter and broken. For years unspoken. A mirrored image, of you no less. Looking through all you knew. Part of life’s reality. The voices within, Begin to spin. A web of lies Deceitful eyes. Their thoughtless acts. To … Read more

A child’s plea

by: Sarah A child of eight, lost in a system society helps to create. Triggered by pain. Not really insane. Clearly a case. If only steps where traced. Pill after pill she waits, masking fate. Praying for someone before it’s too late.

Dignity and respect

by: Sarah She has a past, still it lingers. Head held high, she Smiles at each finger. Good enough she is, to mock and use. As tired as she; of what one must endure. A lesson to teach. So others can learn.

For my sister

by: Sarah The hardest part of loving, is learning to let go. Watching them grow; teaching them lessons. Giving advice, sprouting seeds that glimmer and shine. Letting go of part of me. Time for her to spread her wings.

Guilty feelings

by: Sarah To watch them depart and detach, Telling myself it won’t last. This faze their minds now in; Will be gone tomorrow, perhaps their sorrow is partially my fault as guilty feelings harbor. Watching as they fade. Further and further away. Forgiveness is not so easy when it comes to one’s self.

Moving forward

by: Sarah Forgiveness is key to becoming free. Solitude and clarity where among bravery. Each wall I built, from years of pain. Throughout time I learned to gain. Not to be: but, who to be…. I forgot for a time, that I was part of you. As life has taken me a new. Forever I’m … Read more
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