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Rue 3d
I am her.
Yet, I am not.
I am the sun.
She was numb.
I am courageous.
She was nameless.
I am her.
Yet, I am not.
To my past me.
Rue 6d
Anxiety comes and goes like the wind.
It arrives in waves like water in our oceans.
It’s a rush like adrenaline; it ceases my mind!
I hate how abrupt it can be!

Anxiety is not kind!
Anxiety has no emotions!
It makes my eyes go blind!
I hate how corrupt it can be!

Anxiety is a mental illness!
I take medicine for my lack of courage.
I sit at home in bed with a racing heart
in hopes that one day, I, will spread this message.
I hate how anxiety can be!
My first slam poem dedicated to my anxiety.
Rue Mar 14
And with a sincere smile,
she looked to the stars
knowing the future was worthwhile,
even, with a thousand scars.
Rue Mar 6
She’s a blue stream
that engulfs the mind.
Every way seen.
Every way combined.
Rue Mar 5
They say fear is the mind killer.
Yet, it proves nothing
in the consciousness of our minds.

They say fear is the mind killer.
Yet, it proves nothing
in the emotions we hold still.

They say fear is the mind killer.
Yet, it proves nothing
in the wisdom of our souls.

They say fear is the mind killer.
Yet, it proves something
in which we let take hold in our minds.
Inspired by Dune.
Rue Mar 3
Water turns to ice
and yet, it dissolves
for an immense price
that we try to solve.

The heat upon our skin
ignite fires of anger
but, we never know when
to find any answers.

Many tell deceptions
for their own gain.
But, what they forget
is the sight of perception
with the never ending pain
of lies, for that, is the truest threat.
Rue Mar 3
As the sun shines,
it appears bright
with added signs
of love and fright.

But what we don’t see,
from this gaze,
is a certain degree
of sadness and haze.

The sun becomes dim
and all feelings appeared
to be fully grim;
for beauty has disappeared
once again.
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