My demons are watching
My heart is stopping
I lay away
Confused
But not amused

My family is watching
My body becomes sweat
I lay away
Scared
But not aware
To me
There is no difference

World with no community
Is like a world with no friends
If we stay on are phones
We will get lost in are own Dimensions
With no real friends
We use Electronics to hide our feelings
But really we do feel pain
Using games to make us
Fame
Is this just a way to
Hide your Shame
If we all just text or go online on are phones
And play video games
All we will do is bring Shame
And a lost of reality
To be aware of dangers is to be off our phones
If we don't look on the road ahead
We won't see the car speeding up towards us
The car of reality

Fear is not put aside
No matter what
It's there to stay
You could channel it
But you could never
Get rid of it
When you think
You have
ZERO EMOTIONS
ZERO FEELINGS
AND
ZERO FEAR
Is the day you are DEAD
Every BREATH
Every WHIMPER
And
Every BLINK
IS A SIGN OF FEAR
When looking down
A BARREL OF A M1911
With a FULL CLIP
OF BULLETS
For the first time ever
You would be in
SHOCK
FEAR
And even feel the SWEAT
Going down your back
When seeing a speeding car
Moving fast and crazy
On the street you are
Causally walking through
With no time to blink or move
The CAR GETS CLOSER
You are in Shock
You are feeling THE FEAR
THE SWEAT
Soon enough it takes you over
Soon enough the fear of life's troubles
Consumes you
But these events is what makes us
STRONGER
AWARE
And
UNDERSTANDING
In a world such as ours
You can't get rid of fear
But you can mold it
To make you STRONG

Cartoons so funny!
I laugh and laugh!
Sesame Street,
The Grinch in the trash!
I wonder to myself,
How this is a flash
From the past.
When I was little with a lot of joy,
When my mother would say she love me.
In my third house,
Out of nine I have lived in.
This was my favorite
Before the tragic event began.
A Beach,
A Ocean,
A Tragic event!
I was watching TV
So bored I left my room.
In the hallway
Screams of the night.
I hurry in fear to see
My mother drench in her own
BLOOD!
Afraid I was.
Tempted to Run.
Yes I was.
A MAN WITH GREY HAIR
SLACKING CLOTHS
HAS PUNCH MY MOTHER.
Blood on the wall!
A bundle of tears
Came out of my EYES!
I hear my mother speak to a
Person once friends with.
SHE DIDN’T CALL THE POLICE,
BUT HER FRIEND DID.
I really liked this house
But I needed to leave.
My mother on my Left
Dragging me to a
Ally way with a trash to but the heat.
Through the night
Echos of sirens reach me.
Not too far,
Not to close,
But enough to let me WEEP.
In one piece of clothing
With my mother all dressed.
We hide in the trash,
To let it blow over.
TEARS
SO MANY TEARS!
ONLY IF I KNEW WHY I WAS CRYING.
THE BLOOD,
THE RUNNING,
OR THE FEAR OF SEEING
MY STEPFATHER ONCE AGAIN.
He didn’t go to jail
But a trial did happen,
But nothing happen to him.
Sadly we stayed with him because
Of money or the fear of Running.

When I couldn't walk and I couldn’t speak
I had someone to serve my Needs
I was always Safe and so full too
She Fed me and Defended me
I can remember her long eyelashes that I own
I can remember her brown eyes that I own
I can remember her Straight Black Hair that I own
But I never had the courage that she owned
I would wake up at Noon while she would wake up at the Afternoon
Always so tired she said
I will always Love you I said
As Noon became Midnight
I would Love her for every second and every breath
I can remember her
Checking my bed for the ghouls
And when I call for help
She is there
She is my Protector
She is my Lover
She is the best in the world
My Mother
Only if she can see me now
I would Hug her and Love her
Until she's Sore from my Love
I hope
Up there is
Just
As
Well
As here
:Title:
M.O.M
My
Only
Mother

It never snows
But it still blows
To realize
That life is never easy
You have challenges everyday
Feels like war
In my brain
Constantly fighting
My sanity
To live another day
As I wonder what I did
I’m stuck with the feeling of regret
For what I have done
Without knowing
Without thinking
I already forgive
I guess it’s either being
Naive or forgiving
But really
It is just me
Overthinking