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Kiah Gordon May 2019
Love is a dandelion
It grows and grows
Slow and steady
Pushing away the dirt and grime of the world
To show their true colours

Vibrant yellows
Burning the air around them
Little suns
Shining in the grasses
In our dark reality

Pesticides and hate try to put them out
But love and dandelions live on
Standing tall and proud
Reaching towards the skies of hope
Proving everyone wrong

Although love fades
Just as a dandelion’s fluff fades into the winds
But new love is planted
With the seeds of forgotten loves
Like all dandelions come back
Seeds going forgotten in the winds
Till finally landing
Creating new life
And love
Kiah Gordon Apr 2019
I have done it again
I ran away
From fear
From sadness
Far away from the tears

Allow me to be happy
Little one
You’re the only thing
Keeping the monsters at bay
Hardening my spirit
To fight them off

They scream for my happiness
“Give me that!”
“You’re nothing!”
“No one loves you!”
“You should just go die!”
But you calm me
With your sweet charming words
You take me away
From their horrible awful world
And save me
My little teddy bear
Kiah Gordon Apr 2019
The wind tears at my cheeks
Salty tears trailing down
And warm breaths pouring out from my lips
As I run
Silently
Across the road
Dodging a speeding car
A honk pierces through my ears

I just want the noise to stop
My gloved hands are shoved over my ears
A futile attempt
To make the world stop

I sniffle and make my way down the sidewalk
Slowing down
I’m looking for her
My happiness
My sunshine
She is my mission
She can fix this

I stop at a door
Her door
Two knocks is all it takes
For her to come running

Her warm smile shines down on me
My breathing slows
Her soft warm hands rub my cold ***** cheeks
My tears are erased
Her gentle voice caresses at my ears
My anxiety finally lifted
Allowing me to be at peace with the world

The memory I once found so calming
Is like a tear in my heart

Life is so depressing without her
No more hugs
No more happiness
And no more her
The realization hits me
All too hard

I’m alone.
This is actually based off of true events that happened to me. When I was younger, I used to "runaway" from home and go over to my neighbor's house to hang out with her, I considered her as my grandmother and a calming figure over me, a living guardian angel if you will.

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