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 Dec 2018 Chrissy Ade
Grace
Shadows
 Dec 2018 Chrissy Ade
Grace
I tripped over a shadow today
and it reminded me
that things don't have to be real
to leave you scratched and bruised
and wishing you had paid more attention
to where you were stepping
 Dec 2018 Chrissy Ade
Emily
I wish I could love like they do
I wish I could understand like they do
I wish  I didn't feel trapped or enclosed
I wish I didn't have to feel different  
I wish I could control myself
I wish I could be anything he wanted
I wish I wasn't so awkward
I wish I could be more brave
I wish I wasn’t so afraid  
I wish I could… just….
I wish I could…
 Dec 2018 Chrissy Ade
bridgett
There will be days when the world is nothing but against you
There will be days when the current seems too rough
There will be days when you question all of what you knew
There will be days when you feel that you've had enough
There will be days when you feel as if you have no clue
I know I'm not old.
But I am older.

Older then I use to be.
but some days I still look in the mirror
and wonder if I'm still sixteen.
I still feel sixteen!

Last month I turned nineteen.
Just yesterday I was six years away from being nineteen.

and now I'm in college
and expected to know how to do everything.

Next year I'll be twenty
I don't think I'm ready

Life's going by too fast
Someone hit the breaks
before
I


crash.
 Dec 2018 Chrissy Ade
Elizabeth
And when the time comes my tears won't be falling like rain for it will be warm tea and fresh honey streaming down my cheeks.
I hope one day I will bathe in sunflowers and new love - I'm tired of the dead leaves that burden my body, they soak in like fresh coconut on my skin.
I sit underwater where time stops for a second, and I am at peace. I hope one day I can run into rushing waterfalls without begging for that moment of altered reality. I hope one day I bathe in roses instead of my sorrows.
What do you hope for?
I think I lost my mind,
Between finding myself
And letting parts go that
I'm not sure of anymore.
I needed the strength to bind
My brain together, but what's left
Isn't enough, and getting it back
Is leaving my heart sore.
Friends are slipping away,
Because I do not have control
Over what I do, or if I talk
About the pressure of being myself.
Sad thing is, I'm losing more each day,
The war opened up my soul,
I knew I was not
Normal since I met this hollow desk,
And my mind worked itself away-
All feedback is welcome and appreciated
 Dec 2018 Chrissy Ade
Sofie
can you hear me
when I talk to the moon at night,
wishing you were doing the same

this is the time I need you to listen;
listen to my heart, calling your name
I'm not the BLACK coat
you can HANG
next to the bigotry you HIDE
in that closest of yours.

So STOP
wearing me out
when you want to warm up
your cold views
by saying
"I can't be racist; I have a BLACK FRIEND."
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