graciela-elva-vazquez - Hello Poetry

11/24/21 Today them & us won. Grey became instinct and was finally silenced. The Survivors live in balance. A stalemate. A deceiving chaos when left to their own devices. When them & us won with hate for the other; Grey who chose to live amongst them was washed out and omitted for not choosing a side. If you ever heard me say I love a black & white society, the rule of law, it's because each side knows where they stand and where they fit in. Grey is always stuck in a fight determining who is good and who is evil when us & them only expect and demand Grey to pick a side. Grey clearly doesn't fit in among the masses (the m is silent). Grey could see good and bad in us & them and loved us & them all equally. When Grey is washed out and silenced us & them have nothing left to fight for perhaps? Grey was the 1% who refused to pick a side because us & them both exuded hate that neither could outdo the other in. To be left with a 50/50 of hate shows equals are the us & them. Not one better than the other. Left standing are the equal sums of hate. The haze clears perhaps when Grey is removed from the equation? Maybe Grey should learn to truly shut their mouth so that us & them can realize that they are puppets made to believe each is superior to the other when in fact are equals who like the force of water, together, can move mountains. When those that seek to deceive you and play us & them against one another for their own greater good clarity hits who is truly evil. Grey has no power in the fight if they can't convince us & them that they are equals. Grey wants to just exist and hope that us & them will eventually realize that together us & them like black & white make more Grey and then we can all coexist and They will stand out like the moon that manipulates the seawater to destroy all in its path. It may be time for Grey to retreat to solitude. Maybe Grey is the problem and They is ultimately that which should win? Grey feels it in their gut they have a place here among us & them, but They seems to be all us & them can see as relevant. Forgive us & them for they know not what They do.

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Nov 24, 2021

Nov 24, 2021 at 3:10 AM UTC

Grey

11/24/21 Today them & us won. Grey became instinct and was finally silenced. The Survivors live in balance. A stalemate. A deceiving chaos when left to their own devices. When them & us won with hate for the other; Grey who chose to live amongst them was washed out and omitted for not choosing a side. If you ever heard me say I love a black & white society, the rule of law, it's because each side knows where they stand and where they fit in. Grey is always stuck in a fight determining who is good and who is evil when us & them only expect and demand Grey to pick a side. Grey clearly doesn't fit in among the masses (the m is silent). Grey could see good and bad in us & them and loved us & them all equally. When Grey is washed out and silenced us & them have nothing left to fight for perhaps? Grey was the 1% who refused to pick a side because us & them both exuded hate that neither could outdo the other in. To be left with a 50/50 of hate shows equals are the us & them. Not one better than the other. Left standing are the equal sums of hate. The haze clears perhaps when Grey is removed from the equation? Maybe Grey should learn to truly shut their mouth so that us & them can realize that they are puppets made to believe each is superior to the other when in fact are equals who like the force of water, together, can move mountains. When those that seek to deceive you and play us & them against one another for their own greater good clarity hits who is truly evil. Grey has no power in the fight if they can't convince us & them that they are equals. Grey wants to just exist and hope that us & them will eventually realize that together us & them like black & white make more Grey and then we can all coexist and They will stand out like the moon that manipulates the seawater to destroy all in its path. It may be time for Grey to retreat to solitude. Maybe Grey is the problem and They is ultimately that which should win? Grey feels it in their gut they have a place here among us & them, but They seems to be all us & them can see as relevant. Forgive us & them for they know not what They do.

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4/11/2020 The world is crashing down Humanity is programmed to destroy Word hurt Sharper than any bullet Like ***** and Gomorrah Our planet we tore to shreds Words hurt More than any slap in the face The money prescribed on alcohol While others spend their life in pain Words hurt Hindsight such a crying shame Cain and Abel representing mankind While mankind looks only to self Words hurt Because ultimately we fall short

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Apr 11, 2020

Apr 11, 2020 at 1:14 AM UTC

Words Hurt

4/11/2020 The world is crashing down Humanity is programmed to destroy Word hurt Sharper than any bullet Like ***** and Gomorrah Our planet we tore to shreds Words hurt More than any slap in the face The money prescribed on alcohol While others spend their life in pain Words hurt Hindsight such a crying shame Cain and Abel representing mankind While mankind looks only to self Words hurt Because ultimately we fall short

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8/15/2019 New beginnings always come with promise Promise preceeds failure I want only to trust what I know Quit the foolishness let it go I never see eye to eye With what others see occurring Perhaps my soul already knows No sense rushing or scurrying The advice of a father Always whispering in my mind Knowing already I suppose Of all I'll leave behind My maker He knows the plans He has for me and demands I'm not meant to have that of which I dream, he has me in his hands Free will we each are given But the truth is it falls out of grip Like the match of the little match girl Not controlling her destiny or trip I'm tired, I give my maker full control But know I do not have any No telling which way I will go The decisions are way too many

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Aug 16, 2019

Aug 16, 2019 at 12:07 AM UTC

New Beginnings

8/15/2019 New beginnings always come with promise Promise preceeds failure I want only to trust what I know Quit the foolishness let it go I never see eye to eye With what others see occurring Perhaps my soul already knows No sense rushing or scurrying The advice of a father Always whispering in my mind Knowing already I suppose Of all I'll leave behind My maker He knows the plans He has for me and demands I'm not meant to have that of which I dream, he has me in his hands Free will we each are given But the truth is it falls out of grip Like the match of the little match girl Not controlling her destiny or trip I'm tired, I give my maker full control But know I do not have any No telling which way I will go The decisions are way too many

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Patterns Life is full of patterns Me always trying to be wishful Always hoping And routines always setting the tone The norm isn't expected It should be, yet it side swipes you Like a car accident that should have Served a purpose Wishing and hoping Plans made that will never happen Reality is you can only count on Change to occur Plans do not seem to materialize You are left wondering Why do we bother To dream I had just begun to dream again It always fools me to believe I was born into comfort That which I'm never to own A tumbleweed in the storm Runs through it Or skirts the danger Dependent only on the wind We should take no ownership No pride in our circumstance Let God and the patterns Of life decide A blank slate of no expectations May actually equate Safety and we as zero Disappointments

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Aug 15, 2019

Aug 15, 2019 at 11:56 PM UTC

August 15, 2019

Patterns Life is full of patterns Me always trying to be wishful Always hoping And routines always setting the tone The norm isn't expected It should be, yet it side swipes you Like a car accident that should have Served a purpose Wishing and hoping Plans made that will never happen Reality is you can only count on Change to occur Plans do not seem to materialize You are left wondering Why do we bother To dream I had just begun to dream again It always fools me to believe I was born into comfort That which I'm never to own A tumbleweed in the storm Runs through it Or skirts the danger Dependent only on the wind We should take no ownership No pride in our circumstance Let God and the patterns Of life decide A blank slate of no expectations May actually equate Safety and we as zero Disappointments

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3/30/2018 Today is the day I step forward alone. Eternally single no longer at home. In your arms or on your chest. The comfort I felt will cease to exist. I hope and pray the best for you. I see I wasn't made to be one of two. Eternally solo the way it should be. I was defying His plan when we became you and me. Reality is I knew long ago. That this is how it all would go. I got my hopes up that I was wrong. When out of nowhere you came along. No regrets for me. All regrets from you. I'm sorry we weren't meant to be. I haven't got a clue. Never would I have wasted your time. Had I known I wasn't your kind. Once again chaos I caused. I'm sorry for my crazy mind. Always the best intentions. Never the outcome planned. I clearly lack retention. My thoughts should be banned. I am moving forward at a snails pace. Hoping I can heal. Every day is the slowest race. Praying forward just in case. 3/30/2018

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Nov 1, 2018

Nov 1, 2018 at 3:04 AM UTC

Today

3/30/2018 Today is the day I step forward alone. Eternally single no longer at home. In your arms or on your chest. The comfort I felt will cease to exist. I hope and pray the best for you. I see I wasn't made to be one of two. Eternally solo the way it should be. I was defying His plan when we became you and me. Reality is I knew long ago. That this is how it all would go. I got my hopes up that I was wrong. When out of nowhere you came along. No regrets for me. All regrets from you. I'm sorry we weren't meant to be. I haven't got a clue. Never would I have wasted your time. Had I known I wasn't your kind. Once again chaos I caused. I'm sorry for my crazy mind. Always the best intentions. Never the outcome planned. I clearly lack retention. My thoughts should be banned. I am moving forward at a snails pace. Hoping I can heal. Every day is the slowest race. Praying forward just in case. 3/30/2018

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5/9 I'm learning to exhale Not to hold my breath Determined to no avail No chance of sudden death Healthy me can't you see That fear has kept you ill Why live a life not worth it Happiness does not **** Your choices must be To know a new reality It's descending upon you If you will let it be Your fear was taking lead Powerless still it is The ending's been written It's sealed with a kiss I'm learning to exhale Hand held along the way Not destined to fail Tomorrow's another day 5/9/2017

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May 9, 2017

May 9, 2017 at 1:19 AM UTC

Learning to Exhale

5/9 I'm learning to exhale Not to hold my breath Determined to no avail No chance of sudden death Healthy me can't you see That fear has kept you ill Why live a life not worth it Happiness does not **** Your choices must be To know a new reality It's descending upon you If you will let it be Your fear was taking lead Powerless still it is The ending's been written It's sealed with a kiss I'm learning to exhale Hand held along the way Not destined to fail Tomorrow's another day 5/9/2017

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5/7 I write in order to breathe, so myself I don't deceive Getting hopes up like a child, haven't done that in a while Feelings uncertain, most definitely unsafe for me You'll find me on the bottom, where I'm usually destined to be Coming to the surface is painful as can be, when I ignorantly get comfortable where I awkwardly stand out as me You said it once, and meant it thrice as I helped show you the way out of my life But take a look inside yourself when you preach about taking a chance on self You are no different than me and that perhaps was my fear At least I am aware of my walls living mostly in acceptance my dear For what presented as a moment I thought I found someone like me Why that moment seems eternal as I relearn to let it be I can do it with no problem, but each time it takes so much more I'm exhausted, sad and lonely to the core Of who I was, who I am and who I will be But mostly writing to breathe because a part of me will never be 5/7/17

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May 7, 2017

May 7, 2017 at 7:37 PM UTC

Writing to Breathe

5/7 I write in order to breathe, so myself I don't deceive Getting hopes up like a child, haven't done that in a while Feelings uncertain, most definitely unsafe for me You'll find me on the bottom, where I'm usually destined to be Coming to the surface is painful as can be, when I ignorantly get comfortable where I awkwardly stand out as me You said it once, and meant it thrice as I helped show you the way out of my life But take a look inside yourself when you preach about taking a chance on self You are no different than me and that perhaps was my fear At least I am aware of my walls living mostly in acceptance my dear For what presented as a moment I thought I found someone like me Why that moment seems eternal as I relearn to let it be I can do it with no problem, but each time it takes so much more I'm exhausted, sad and lonely to the core Of who I was, who I am and who I will be But mostly writing to breathe because a part of me will never be 5/7/17

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5/7 Fear runs deep when I feel too much You say your intellect affords you insight and such Then why push when I need someone to pull Like all the rest full of bull Trusting my instincts is all I can do I fear good people they are far and few I sense avoidance and that is just fine My gifts may deceive me but they are mine When I say I'm out it's because I know no other way No one takes the time to make one seemingly out to play 5/7/2017

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May 7, 2017

May 7, 2017 at 7:19 PM UTC

I'm Out

5/7 Fear runs deep when I feel too much You say your intellect affords you insight and such Then why push when I need someone to pull Like all the rest full of bull Trusting my instincts is all I can do I fear good people they are far and few I sense avoidance and that is just fine My gifts may deceive me but they are mine When I say I'm out it's because I know no other way No one takes the time to make one seemingly out to play 5/7/2017

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I want to breathe I want to thrive I want to feel alive The time I spent not wasted I learned a lot for not I want to laugh I want to smile I want to all the time I want to feel included Not fretting on the sidelines I want to comfort I want to advise I want to compromise Not only where you're comfortable Where you don't have to lie 1/29/2017

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Jan 29, 2017

Jan 29, 2017 at 3:41 PM UTC

I Want To Breathe

I want to breathe I want to thrive I want to feel alive The time I spent not wasted I learned a lot for not I want to laugh I want to smile I want to all the time I want to feel included Not fretting on the sidelines I want to comfort I want to advise I want to compromise Not only where you're comfortable Where you don't have to lie 1/29/2017

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Everytime I think about my life With you it's always the same I cannot be a parent I cannot have a say Everytime I think about my life With you it's always the same There is no us she ruined you The real you never became Everytime I think about my life With you it's always the same I'm sad you never knew me So you could get out of the rain Everytime I think about my life I realize there's only his and hers There never was an ours to live You don't even trust what's his 1/28/2017

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Jan 28, 2017

Jan 28, 2017 at 11:29 PM UTC

Everytime

Everytime I think about my life With you it's always the same I cannot be a parent I cannot have a say Everytime I think about my life With you it's always the same There is no us she ruined you The real you never became Everytime I think about my life With you it's always the same I'm sad you never knew me So you could get out of the rain Everytime I think about my life I realize there's only his and hers There never was an ours to live You don't even trust what's his 1/28/2017

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