gabrielguzman99 - Hello Poetry

I grew up in broken homes with vicious cycles Night terrors on constant repeat when my eyes close Raised by tatted men on motorcycles There were plenty of cigarettes and empty bottles I grew up quickly from the trauma that followed Single mom on her own with no place to go A restless woman with a troubled soul While my father was a rolling stone When I tried to hide the pain Certain people thought my heart was cold When I was really stuck in survival mode Hard times made me feel alone Until women’s love taught me that no one has to live alone They taught me that my story is our story That our story is her story That her story is History That there is healing in telling our story

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Jun 22, 2022

Jun 22, 2022 at 11:36 AM UTC

A History

I grew up in broken homes with vicious cycles Night terrors on constant repeat when my eyes close Raised by tatted men on motorcycles There were plenty of cigarettes and empty bottles I grew up quickly from the trauma that followed Single mom on her own with no place to go A restless woman with a troubled soul While my father was a rolling stone When I tried to hide the pain Certain people thought my heart was cold When I was really stuck in survival mode Hard times made me feel alone Until women’s love taught me that no one has to live alone They taught me that my story is our story That our story is her story That her story is History That there is healing in telling our story

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All I could see was fear When I looked into the eyes Of those men dressed in riot gear Using military tactics against peaceful protesters This felt like spiritual warfare It was then I knew what I was fighting for Justice Equality Freedom To protect the oppressed from tyranny To fight for my brothers and sisters Who’ve been stepped on, choked, murdered For too long Fighting to keep the flame of democracy alive Against a swelling black tide Fighting to keep black men and women alive Fighting against cops who don’t care about Black lives Fighting desperately against a growing evil Fighting for George Floyd For Breonna Taylor For Michael Brown For Eric Garner For Tamir Rice For Black lives To fight generations of injustice My soul is burdened Knowing this fight is Far from over When we’re all that we have We have to fight for each other

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Sep 22, 2020

Sep 22, 2020 at 7:45 PM UTC

It Was Then I Knew

All I could see was fear When I looked into the eyes Of those men dressed in riot gear Using military tactics against peaceful protesters This felt like spiritual warfare It was then I knew what I was fighting for Justice Equality Freedom To protect the oppressed from tyranny To fight for my brothers and sisters Who’ve been stepped on, choked, murdered For too long Fighting to keep the flame of democracy alive Against a swelling black tide Fighting to keep black men and women alive Fighting against cops who don’t care about Black lives Fighting desperately against a growing evil Fighting for George Floyd For Breonna Taylor For Michael Brown For Eric Garner For Tamir Rice For Black lives To fight generations of injustice My soul is burdened Knowing this fight is Far from over When we’re all that we have We have to fight for each other

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I’ve told many lies Obscured the truth To hide my pain My skeletons don’t hide in my closet They sleep in my bed with me at night I’ve woken up to stares from where Eyes should be Hollow sockets That beckon forth the Abyss The eternal sheath of night Wrapped in dusty bones I’ll put them where they belong Covered by earth in their finest attire So I can finally get a good nights rest

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Sep 21, 2020

Sep 21, 2020 at 6:58 PM UTC

Skeletons

I’ve told many lies Obscured the truth To hide my pain My skeletons don’t hide in my closet They sleep in my bed with me at night I’ve woken up to stares from where Eyes should be Hollow sockets That beckon forth the Abyss The eternal sheath of night Wrapped in dusty bones I’ll put them where they belong Covered by earth in their finest attire So I can finally get a good nights rest

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Her Lover’s heart has turned to stone At the core where the rivers ran hot With blood and fire Is black obsidian Sleek and cold He couldn’t be saved They both underestimated love It’s power It’s fleeting whims It’s fragility The odd look of devastation It brings to the eyes When lovers are abandoned on the peak They could have handled it better

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Sep 21, 2020

Sep 21, 2020 at 6:53 PM UTC

Paradise’s End

Her Lover’s heart has turned to stone At the core where the rivers ran hot With blood and fire Is black obsidian Sleek and cold He couldn’t be saved They both underestimated love It’s power It’s fleeting whims It’s fragility The odd look of devastation It brings to the eyes When lovers are abandoned on the peak They could have handled it better

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Share with me your fears I will share with you mine. Tell me of your grief I will bear your pain. Guide me through your troubles Take solace in my embrace. Take my cup Fill it with your sorrow. I will gift you relief. Empty hands full of hope Held together in mine. Share with me your joy. I will share with you mine.

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Sep 19, 2020

Sep 19, 2020 at 9:02 PM UTC

A Friend

Share with me your fears I will share with you mine. Tell me of your grief I will bear your pain. Guide me through your troubles Take solace in my embrace. Take my cup Fill it with your sorrow. I will gift you relief. Empty hands full of hope Held together in mine. Share with me your joy. I will share with you mine.

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Sitting in a pile burning Are the ashes of his heart He dreamed of a day Next to her in the hearth Of a flaming passion Firmly ablaze How mournful is he How cold and blue

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Sep 18, 2020

Sep 18, 2020 at 9:41 AM UTC

Unrequited Love

Sitting in a pile burning Are the ashes of his heart He dreamed of a day Next to her in the hearth Of a flaming passion Firmly ablaze How mournful is he How cold and blue

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“In this day and age” is a cliché That I thought only old people used. I thought it meant that you were angry With how things were going in your life, Or that the past was somehow better than the present. In this day and age… what? Stamps are more expensive? Your grandchildren don’t call you anymore? I know that sounds cynical But that’s what I really believed. I didn’t really think about it Until it struck me as odd That in this day and age Children are getting gunned down in school By their classmates, and that All anyone does is recite Platitudes and maxims While parents have to bury their children. That in this day and age We can all agree To disagree About the worth of human lives, So that we can carry on With our daily scheduled programming. I didn’t understand what it meant Until I realized that today Right here, right now At this very waking moment Tragedy is socially acceptable. That in this day and age Shock and grief and outrage Have been quelled by a numbness That comes about only when you see The same headline Over and over and over and over And over and over and over Again. This is not a political stance. That in this day and age A cry against senseless violence Is a political statement and not a plea for human life Is something that I don’t understand. Dead kids are only an argument now, and not a ******* wake up call. I’ll never fully understand why things happen The way they do. I only understand That it is tolerable to justify Our hatred against humanity.

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Apr 7, 2018

Apr 7, 2018 at 8:06 PM UTC

Sadly, I Understand

“In this day and age” is a cliché That I thought only old people used. I thought it meant that you were angry With how things were going in your life, Or that the past was somehow better than the present. In this day and age… what? Stamps are more expensive? Your grandchildren don’t call you anymore? I know that sounds cynical But that’s what I really believed. I didn’t really think about it Until it struck me as odd That in this day and age Children are getting gunned down in school By their classmates, and that All anyone does is recite Platitudes and maxims While parents have to bury their children. That in this day and age We can all agree To disagree About the worth of human lives, So that we can carry on With our daily scheduled programming. I didn’t understand what it meant Until I realized that today Right here, right now At this very waking moment Tragedy is socially acceptable. That in this day and age Shock and grief and outrage Have been quelled by a numbness That comes about only when you see The same headline Over and over and over and over And over and over and over Again. This is not a political stance. That in this day and age A cry against senseless violence Is a political statement and not a plea for human life Is something that I don’t understand. Dead kids are only an argument now, and not a ******* wake up call. I’ll never fully understand why things happen The way they do. I only understand That it is tolerable to justify Our hatred against humanity.

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I am standing on a pier Looking into the labyrinth of my heart. Empty space beckons to the dock. A hollow echo rings in the distance. Staring farther in brings me closer To a truth that I seek However distant. Truth is fickle. It is a silver fish caught In the net of the fisherman Gasping its final breath. Scales shimmer from the light but, Grasping its slippery hide Proves a true fisherman. From my perch I can see scales Though my eyes aren't too keen. There's a faded glimmer of light Farther than I can reach.

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Apr 4, 2018

Apr 4, 2018 at 7:04 PM UTC

Untitled

I am standing on a pier Looking into the labyrinth of my heart. Empty space beckons to the dock. A hollow echo rings in the distance. Staring farther in brings me closer To a truth that I seek However distant. Truth is fickle. It is a silver fish caught In the net of the fisherman Gasping its final breath. Scales shimmer from the light but, Grasping its slippery hide Proves a true fisherman. From my perch I can see scales Though my eyes aren't too keen. There's a faded glimmer of light Farther than I can reach.

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In the dark There will always shine a light. When the reaper knocks Answer in defiance. Death beckons over our shoulders, but Don't look back. Take it from me It calls my name daily Carry with you a fire That would incinerate all evil Shining a path for others Through your adversities.

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Apr 4, 2018

Apr 4, 2018 at 6:26 PM UTC

Carry with You a Fire

In the dark There will always shine a light. When the reaper knocks Answer in defiance. Death beckons over our shoulders, but Don't look back. Take it from me It calls my name daily Carry with you a fire That would incinerate all evil Shining a path for others Through your adversities.

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Your touch is a soothing lullaby, A sweet song dancing in my ears With words of honey. Your words frolic in my head Whispering your secrets and Haunting my dreams with their beauty. The echoes of our nights spent together Race down the corridor of my mind Imparting a delicious kiss Reminiscent of your delicate lips. Waves crash all around. A relentless sea intent on drowning me In the depths of their ecstasy. In your presence a golden light Emanates; dispelling the darkness I carry within me. You feel the weight of my burden Yet you hold it in your hands. Your fingers run over my scars As I show you the contours of my heart. The pain I carry is deep, Yet you hold it like a newborn With unflinching courage. I cherish these moments we share Together, not knowing how long They will last.

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Apr 4, 2018

Apr 4, 2018 at 6:10 PM UTC

Untitled

Your touch is a soothing lullaby, A sweet song dancing in my ears With words of honey. Your words frolic in my head Whispering your secrets and Haunting my dreams with their beauty. The echoes of our nights spent together Race down the corridor of my mind Imparting a delicious kiss Reminiscent of your delicate lips. Waves crash all around. A relentless sea intent on drowning me In the depths of their ecstasy. In your presence a golden light Emanates; dispelling the darkness I carry within me. You feel the weight of my burden Yet you hold it in your hands. Your fingers run over my scars As I show you the contours of my heart. The pain I carry is deep, Yet you hold it like a newborn With unflinching courage. I cherish these moments we share Together, not knowing how long They will last.

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