I wrote a poem against gun violence because students should not have to go to school aching in fear of not making it home alive.
I wrote a poem against gun violence because so many people are going to take their own lives today.
I wrote a poem against gun violence because it targets women, minorities, to the point where they cannot be outside of their homes in the evenings.
I wrote a poem against gun violence because too many veterans are at risk of dying by their own hands
I wrote a poem against gun violence because mental health is SERIOUS
I wrote a poem against gun violence because I am an aunt of two and I want my nephews to live full, happy lives
I want to ask my legislators what they’re going to do when they come for their children Their spouses Nieces, and nephews Grandchildren Friends
Call me a snowflake, if you will If that’s what standing for what’s right makes me, then I’m proud of it I’m the snowflake that wants you all to stay alive That stands for what’s right when they don’t have the guts to And sweetheart, this snowflake doesn’t melt
I miss having you around Because you took away my frown Even though you’re the cause of it You crush my soul and bring me to life all in the same conversation My love, did you know that my sea parts for you? That I took down all of my walls so you wouldn’t be afraid to come in? That I stepped down from my throne of anxiety? That you were the very one that shattered my golden crown of insecurities Only to then gift me this crystal crown of doubt That matches my tears I weep silently and so subtly that you don’t even notice And even if you did You wouldn’t care. Don’t tell me that you love me, I see your garden of lies and the other women that have come to stay in it. But I’m too afraid to tell you So I fake a smile as my kingdom is in ruins
We sat in the city library and talked about our classes and politics and corgis and other things She gave me hugs and I invited her over And now . . . I have a crush on a girl I don’t know how to handle crushes on girls Because I’ve never had a crush on a girl who also likes girls!
Don’t speak too confidently They’ll think you’re selfish Don’t speak too affectionately They’ll think you’re in love And God forbid that you be in love You might as well wear a scarlet A Don’t be special Don’t be the same Don’t you dare cry someone’s name In this volatile place
Whenever I cry it isn’t obvious. I’m not loud and I don’t get **** I just sit quietly, breathing, my eyes slowly dripping, as I’m thinking About the things and the people that got me to this point But most of all, myself.
Though my eyes are green They cannot see the finer things Words always rip my heart at its seams My own, or said by other beings If you give me love, I’ll give you wings I’ll worship you with much extremes And if you leave me, by all means These green eyes will weep burning streams
This is about all of my exes, friends no longer with me, and people I’ve had eyes for
It smells just like her It smells just like the woman who taught my mother to raise me The woman who comforted me when it stormed The woman who taught me to appreciate my German heritage I miss her . . .
Gucci bloom smells just like my great-grandmother guys it’s freaky
At the end of the road Who will be there? At the end of the line Who will still care? If it’s not like the end of the rainbow Who will still love me all the same? In even my darkest hours Who will be there to comfort me and guide me through it all?
I hate that Even after all you’ve said I still crave to hold your hand Hold it tight As if I let go, all of the happiness in the world would escape Not a word needed. You don’t have to kiss me. Don’t have to love me. . . I just want to hold your hand . . .
If only we could start over Not middle school start over Just start over to that cold, dark school bus Where I think you stole my affection first And I told you how great you did Even though you got last place And you smiled and so did I And it was all downhill from there But in a good way Because that smile you gave me was intoxicating And you continued to give me that smile In the halls, in the selfies you sent me, at my play, when you met my family, when you graduated.. I want to go back And relive that bittersweet moment That was so scary, and it went so fast When you held my hands with that concerned look After I gave you that note In front of the comp teacher’s door And that day you texted me And told me we could only be friends Because you were leaving.. But did you ever leave? You’re just a friend Just as I’m just a friend We’re just two friends who happen to love each other
I spoke to you so kindly Even after how you’ve treated me And when you said you loved me I said it back with no hesitation And when you showed me where you put my drawing of us It made me feel so happy It felt like a warm hug or a kiss on the cheek And for a few moments I forgot how sad you’ve made me recently It was just us Texting Talking Like I had prayed for the chance to have again . . And your music And your laugh And oh God, just /you/. I’m beginning to realize what it means To truly love someone Even if the love is not truly returned
Is it the truth? Is it a lie? Are you just trying to make me cry? Do you love me? Like you tell me you do.. The mixed messages are killing me, Why do you treat me the way that you do? My heart feels beaten My heart feels bruised Please just come clean, for my love is being used
Ladies and gentlemen, Please do not let your significant others Keep you from talking to your friends Because our time on this earth is limited And we need all of the people we can To live our days as if they are the last. By shutting me out, dear, You are taking pieces of my life.
They make you think they love you With their soft kind words They hug you as if you’re treasure And then leave you for the birds They come into your life With their cowboy boots and ***** blond hair And leave you crying And thinking . . . And thinking . . . On what you did wrong If he really loved you all along And then you begin to hate your favorite songs Because suddenly they're all about him And they haunt you And the next thing you know Another boy is there With green eyes and messy brown hair And he beckons you into his trap And he’s texting you! But you don’t want to answer because you’re still CRYING But! you answer anyways Because you’re ****** And vulnerable And maybe this boy will be kinder And will be gentler When he kills me And leaves me For the birds
You did it again! You gave an older boy your heart again And look what happened! Oh, your family would be SO disappointed in you If only they knew The only kinds of guys That interest you Are 18+ and about 6’2! I don’t know why you’re crying You did this to yourself No amount of fancy Gucci perfume can change the fact that you're 16 and still can’t reach the top shelf
Someday you’ll look back And you’ll see the mess you made The path you should have took I hope one day you’ll miss me I hope it makes you cry I hope it makes you feel just how you made me feel last night Please don’t forget I love you I hope every once in awhile, you’ll keep in touch Because you’re the only person I have eyes for, and such
I’m catching myself on fire I’m hurling myself into the unknown What for? Who will I be? If one is to be a martyr, Shouldn’t they have a reason? I was to succeed And to succeed I must become The best that I can possibly be I fear the unknown It leaves me shaking each day A quake that no affection can cure Where I’ll go But I will have to make the trip Run into the arms of my fait And trust that she will be kind to me And will only want the best for me
I hope that even when you’re old and gray You’ll remember how much your aunt loves you And I hope that at the end of the day You’ll remember each and every little kiss I placed on your forehead So pure, so gentle I give you more love than the world contains