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My skin crawls
I wanna peel myself
I wanna break free
My sadness is everlasting
Take me away
I scream
Take me where the sunlight doesn't hit
Take me where the rain never reaches
Dig me a whole deeper than six feet
Toss my body where people afraid to go at night
Take me away
Take me.... ( weeping in tears )
I just wanna disappear
I don't belong here
You ask me where's my place in the world
I'll tell you about a place where only the dead goes
I'll tell you where the worms live

By: Leory Santana Dawn
Elusive eyes embrace thousands of faces which hold horrors that take root in one's subconscious.Like the stories stored deep within her scars. Or his longevity leaving through the slits on his wrists.Hoping things are different...Your story may have a happy ending but they just reached their ******.  

     Living beneath a flag symbolizing solidarity. Yet separation remains within each region, state, and city! Freedom is just another figment of one's mind! It's odd how God's perfect possessions are possessed with vicious vitality...Someone is speaking but the other's aren't listening. In strife with our speculations during the night when our sincerity strangles us!

     Weeping in our sleep wishing to wake to mama's pancakes, while politicians pollute our lives with handshakes.Minds racing while one's body is still! Inhumane humans and an unbalance between the rich and poor. Speaking truth on the unjust, yet they close their doors... Buried beneath four walls! Oblivious of one's inner demons dancing on their graves, listen to our creator as he speaks.

     He exclaims that we skip serenity and our minds fixate on the wealth we don't obtain! As another man yearns to earn as much as you...How could you sleep? When the other man doesn't have enough to eat! Focused on trivial tribulations... While she's praying she'll live to meet tomorrow. Enslaved by our own mental decree!

     Remember no matter your status we're not all gonna live to see tomorrow... so break free of your mental chains and ask yourself if your faith lies in the hands of the created or the creator?
Provide me with an everlasting love. Provide me with flourishing vines of vitality. Love me the way Frank Sinatra sings. Please listen and realize I talk too much.No seriously, I talk a lot.  So, feel free to drown me out when it's too much, but never let the water freeze over. Love me like the depths of the sea. Provide me with a love that fills the spaces between your words. Provide me with a love worthy of hearts spilled across pages. Provide me with an everlasting love.
One that kisses the moon and the stars.
pour into the blank space
where children laugh in your face,
where wild poppies stumble with grace.
feel your mind rot at a steady pace,
delicate fingers tangled in lace,
petals falling from wounds, without a trace.
run into the sunset's embrace;
do anything to get out of this place.
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