You can ignore me,
but remember that you once loved me.
Yes, it hurts me sometimes,
but then I remember what you've done.
Taking screenshots of my loyal love,
and making fun of me for my feelings.
Thinking my heart was just a pawn,
a pawn in a board game that you'll forget about.
This bitterness against you isn't me being a crazy ex girlfriend,
it's me being human and having feelings.
I just don't understand how you could tell me that you loved me,
but leave me for the girl whom you told me you couldn't stand,
and do this all in one day.

Knowledge wakes up my dome with bombs thrown down my street.
I wake up, lost in dust & gun shells  
" Shhhh. Be quite. "
As the sound of 1000 soldiers stomp across my heart.
Time stood still.
As my mom gets snatched right in front of me
" MOM, MOM, PLEASE don't take her away!"
I try to get one final word
"I love you. "
But it's heard on the bullet that went threw her brain.
Because of that,
I will never be the same.
America took away the one I adore.
For what. ?
All because of this war. ?
Just because my mom dressed in a long robe that hides her face?
Means she's hiding a terrorist in this place?
My scars
Is ready to enbattle vengeance on the American race.
These open wounds won't stop these open minded bombs
These lies
Won't reverse time
These  open eyes
Won't stop the flashbacks
Of that
" STRAY BULLET! ".
And these soilders,
Won't stop this WAR.

©MH

You may say giving in is easy
But I swear it's not
You may see surrender as the way of living
But I swear it's not
You are going to support yourself
No matter who stops you
You are going to be you
No matter who scold you
You are not going to change
No matter who ask you
You be you
You do you
You are who you are

Body shaming
Fat shaming
Skinny shaming
Face shaming
We can't deny that
People are judgmental
Me or you,  we judge
She or he,  they judge
We all, need to understand that
People were not born to be perfect
People have their imperfections
People have their flaws
People have their ugly side
We all, need to learn how to
Accept the imperfections
Accept the flaws
Accept the ugly side
We all, need to know that
People have feelings
People have over thinking skills
People have suicidal thoughts
So, to all humans out there
Learn how to care
Learn how to shut up at times
Learn how to stop judging
We are all imperfectly unique,  for all we are humans that are created equally by God.

Who knows that one night,
Everything would be gone.

Who knows that one night,
Your beloved may visits the heaven.

Who knows that one traffic jam,
Would stop you from seeing, the last minute of her breathing.

Who knows that someone's death,
Would be as painful as burning yourself alive, to death.

She, who take care of us.
She, who always being there for us.

She, who leaves us behind,
Without a goodbye being said.

She, who walked up the stairs that lead to heaven and never come back down again.

People dies, but memories don't.
She, who will always be in my heart.

My tears never decay into another form of empathy,
instead they fossilize into lacerations sketching
upon my parchment and my regret is unspoken.

Words were meant to sooth upon reflections but mine
are putrefied, lingering in stagnation upon where they
feel on the floor, outlines of deceased vocalizations hushed.

All feelings now feel uninhabited like an empty room
with but a window looking out to nothing. I'm realizing
that I was never really here only in musing that is fading.

(C) Kathleen L. Hicks

All poets here have become my new friends.
Given more hours, the more I will spend.
Reading their love and feeling their pain
Keeps me returning again and again,

From each new poem I learn, like the rest,
Experience rates high in our world, we attest.
Sharing is among our dearest delights,
So we give word by word, or today: bite by bite!

Keep feeding me more; I'm hungry you see.
Your gifts, brief or long, are treasured by me.
I doubt that this appetite you'll ever quell,
But the bet is now on, so try as you will!

He locked me in his atmosphere so tight, he squeezed I couldn't breath...I struggled, I fight.
He clipped my wings and took away from me something within

I've never creeped yet he would follow me, lurking in my shadows. He became my nightmare, in my thoughts he appeared so vividly.

I was driven mad, I was always sad as I lost the space I had. "Don't do this, don't wear that"...I wasn't a ******* handicap! I start a fire to turn him into ashes, now I was losing all righteousness I had.

I was a victim in my own skin, I drew from him his curse of sins... Scorned and dangerous... I hurt even when words were unspoken. "I love you, please stay" was all he could say.

I looked hell in the face as I slowly broke away. No I refuse to be controlled, I just cannot be controlled. His obsession grew old and I grew tired of it all, I wanted it no more.


S.B