Face the Sun

The nightmare was awoken again,
the screaming and yelling had begun.
The girl sighed,
as one screamer cried.

Then they turned
and let her feel the burn
Why did they hate her so?
The felt that she should know.

She wanted to yell back,
but she would just be smacked.
She thought, Was this reality?
Or just the horrors of her fantasies?

She went outside, under the trees,
To watch the sunset and be free.
She fell asleep to this scenary
and watched the sunrise in her fantasies.

....my old life, it's was one of my first poems, was written a few years ago.

Destroyed

The thing that destroys me the most
Is waking up every morning.
I used to wake up in a happy place,
Then it faded away.

I am not home anymore,
This place will never be home.
Something will always be missing,
But if I go back, it isn't there.
Whatever it was, it's gone.
My happy place was destroyed.
Everything is falling apart,
I don't care anymore.

My world is falling apart,
And I am at the sidlines, laughing,
I get pushed over the edge again.
I didn't get up this time.

Then I get out of bed,
Get prepared for the day,
Put on a smile,
And I am on my way.

....ummm wrote this one today, was really bored.


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