© By Kristina Gockenbach
We all have our masks but how many people know our true faces? You see my mask and the act I am performing and you see me on the outside looking in. You don't know my name and you ask yourself who is that girl who builds walls around her geart and crys in the rain so no one knows. Once we break free of the ropes and chains that bind us and refuse us to show who we really are can we really be free. The boy who hides his face and walks alone, our masks hide us and our emotions are raw you don't know who we are and why our havds are tied. Our escape? You would not understand our fashion is to express ourselves and the pencil in my hand is my soul, and the voice in the night calling our names up to the stars and beyond, so when will we break our ties and chains. Remove the mask so everyone can see who we are...What we are.
Death Holds Me
© By Alaina Hunter
Im Standing on a Rock Surrounded by my black ocean
Fear splashs and soaks my shoes
Pain swims by
Death flys near me
Im scared
I fall into the darkness
Into my pain
I can not breath
I can not swim
I can not run
I cant hide
fear rush's into me
Im Choking
Pain pulls me down
Death Dives in and blinds me
Suicidal thoughts eat me
Death wants me
Hatred fills me
Pain bites me fear runs me, I feel hands on me
Suicide holds me, my friends pull for me
I let go and death owns me
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