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  Apr 2016 Alyssa Paul
Zach Schuller
life is changing,
i can feel it
in the movement
of the earth
its quakes its shifts
throwing me every way
but where i will land
i cannot say

life is changing,
i can hear it.
a new bell tolls
not for this new day
but for every tomorrow
as they roll onward
tumultuous,
loud.

life is changing,
i can see it.
the light from yesterday
shines brighter
and lights more.
it is vibrant,
and illuminates all i can see

life is changing.
i can not listen
to the same old sad songs
the ones that used to
resonate within me.
a new song is there.
filling me with hope,
beauty, and faith.

i know life is changing;
the sun has finally risen.
The purpose of life is not to live.
It is to find an interesting way to die.
When you ask why over and over, this is the answer you get.
  Apr 2016 Alyssa Paul
Lauramihaela
You were told:

"You are tougher
than you think,"
When in fact that is a lie.

You are only as tough
As you think you are,

So think great thoughts,
And be as tough
As you know.
  Apr 2016 Alyssa Paul
Sia Jane
Tell me where the children go
Tell me how they grow
Learn to occupy more space
And are expected to not trip
And fall all over their Saturn Return
Do they lose the innocence in their eyes
To the evening skies
Stars carrying them back
To their one true home
Or do they linger beneath our skin
Patiently waiting for us
To summon them in our time of need
A silence a presence then a whisper
Helping us remember they always
Keep us near*

© Sia Jane
Poem a day for April xxxx
  Apr 2016 Alyssa Paul
Trevon Haywood
True love is a sacred flame
That burns eternally,
And none can dim its special glow
Or change its destiny.
True love speaks in tender tones
And hears with gentle ear,
True love gives with open heart
And true love conquers fear.
True love makes no harsh demands
It neither rules nor binds,
And true love holds with gentle hands
The hearts that it entwines.

Helen Steiner Rice. 4/18/2016.
  Apr 2016 Alyssa Paul
Jeni
Sunlight streams through trees
Kissing the soft chocolate ringlets strewn across
his cheeks
They lay together,
a blanket beneath them
and the bluest sky, beautiful overhead.

Her breath steals
a question
from his eyes;
warm, green pools of heaven.
And he leans upward to capture
her answer
with his softly loving lips.

And there they remain;
lost yet found
swimming in each other's souls
till the sunlight fades
and their love is written by constellations.
  Apr 2016 Alyssa Paul
Liz And Lilacs
Can't breathe,
my heart may explode.
shaking....
shaking...
The world closes in.
Everything goes weak...

Breathe,
breathe,
breathe,
Everything will be okay.
Be at peace with yourself.
You will be okay,
you will survive this.
Panic attacks cannot **** you. They will cause no damage to your heart and they will not make you go insane. It may feel like you are dying, but they will end and you will survive, every time.
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