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Chloe Hunt Apr 2020
They say I am not me
Then who am I ?
They tell me to take the shoes from off my feet,
And throw them away

They ask me what I am wearing
I know they are mocking me
“Why is your hair in braids?”
“You are not the right shade”

They tell me to go wash my makeup off
That I can’t wear too much on my face
They tell me that’s not how a white girls suppose to dress
They tell me to act my race

They tell me to stop talking how I talk
Don’t I talk how everyone talks ?
Don’t I walk how everyone walks ?

They are trying to lock me in a box
Throw away the key that makes me,
Me
They try to make me change to fit in with society

They are creating my anxiety
Forcing my insobriety
An impropriety to my surroundings

So I won’t wear my ***** “white girl” hair out
I wont check out “American Indian” on my applications
“My skin is white”
“It’s too light”
So I can’t check my race ? Right ?

Society will be the destruction of my soul
A tsunami that gets drained by a black hole,
Whole
Another soul wasted,
The word “variety” with no meaning
Judgement with no ending

Was that too straight forward?
Was that not okay to say?
Why pay attention to your words when u can just pray it away
But praying does not fix it and make it okay
Chloe Hunt Apr 2020
These friends are not my friends
But yet I’ve never known any others
I would catch a thousand bullets for them
Thinking that we would die for one another

These friends are not my friends
Finally realizing
while I die here
All alone
With these bullets penetrating my bones

Were the fun times not real ?
What happened within these years ?

I am slowly slipping away
Cold and afraid
Memories of the good old days
Tears reminding me of the pain
Loving them
Not noticing my ego is sprained

My heart is slowing down
I can’t give away too much love
theres too much pain
I guess I was easy
easy to dispose of
  Apr 2020 Chloe Hunt
Letters from Lia
We are all victims
of failed society
They criticize
They hate
They judge
and we all just
stood there
crying,
tired,
and broken.
We are too numb
to feel,
We pretend to be deaf
about what they say,
We stay blind
of the things they did,
We are the outcast
of this broken world,
We remain silent
creating our own
vast world within
our enormous
minds—There,
we stand
taller than towers
There, our inner voices
speak the loudest
There, our sight
and imagination
is boundless.
I said
"someday
they will
all fall, and
I'd be too
oblivious to hear
all of their screams"
—they made me like this.
Siin.li
  Apr 2020 Chloe Hunt
michaela
I cannot compose brilliant poems, sonnets, or verses,

and I cannot speak to you in Latin or Greek;

I cannot move you with any language made up by man.

Love is the only only language I could touch you with

If you only knew how much I could love you.

If you knew I love you;

If I were brave enough to tell you at all.
Chloe Hunt Apr 2020
I see now
The lies you told
Just to fill your crown
touching her
Kissing her
Loving her
Breaking my heart
blood fills my chest
my gullible veins pop
Trying with everything I have left not to let the illusion stop
But
I see your true face
monster of hearts
You’ve played mine so well
So claim my body
But erase my mind
Just make it stop
I give up
for our souls
will forever be intertwined
Chloe Hunt Apr 2020
The feeling of forever pulling me back to the night tear drops were falling from the sky
Drops filling the ears of our souls
As if the music was created just for us
You took my hand and said we would never part
My mind making you a beautiful form of art
Chloe Hunt Dec 2019
Watch out!
this ground is sharp
my heart has turned into glass
you will cut yourself and never sleep
Stay clear from me
Because once you choose to walk this path
I cannot save you anymore

Watch out!
I am broken
and I cannot pick up the pieces
but if you look at the glass you can still see the memories
the love that I once gave
you can feel the passionate kisses
hear the music to the exotic dances
melt to the butterfly’s that laughed inside my stomach

Once in a while i’ll step on a piece of glass
and remember
trying to take it all in
I can’t
so i’ll break it again
and again
and again
until there are no memories at all
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