S - Hello Poetry

S Mar 2015

I see you.
I see the real you.
I see the real you no one else sees.

Because you wear a mask.
You wear a beautiful, deceiving mask.
You wear a beautiful, deceiving mask but you forget,
I can see you.

Why can't you see me?

For all you secret poets out there, I understand.

#love #poet #mask #deception #hidden

S Mar 2015

10w

Remember this: you only die once,

but you live everyday.

#life #10w #live

S Mar 2015

Wasteland

We live in a wasteland.

A place for uneasy souls,
Uncared-for thoughts,
And loneliness.

We live in a wasteland.

A place for wild unrest,
Frequent combat,
And total war.

We live in a wasteland.

A place for the rejects,
The wallflowers,
And the jocks.

We live in a wasteland.

A place of constant turmoil,
Between states and countries,
And people.

We live in a wasteland.

                                            We live in a wasteland.

                                                                                  We live in a wasteland.

We live.

The world is a rough, cruel and tough place to live. But here we are and here we will be. So in that moment where you feel lost, and unconnected to "friends" or family, remember this: we are in a wasteland but it is what it is. Express yourself because this is it - the worst feeling is looking back and regretting it all.
We are all here for a reason.
<3
S

#life #regret #world #alone #wasteland

S Mar 2015

Up

I look up and I see the sky,
I see color,
I see life,
But no help.

Who will help?

I look up and I see the sky,
I see movement,
I see peace,
But no comfort.

Who will comfort?

I look up and I see the sky,
I see flocks,
I see space,
But no answers.

Who will answer?

The world has many questions and many people. Yet there seem to be few people with any answers.

#sad #life #world #questions

S Mar 2015

Hard

It's hard to look up and expect something,
To expect hope,
Or dreams,
Or success.

It's hard to look forward and see clearly,
To see a path,
A route,
A way.

It's hard to breathe knowing that nothing is certain,
To breathe poisoned air,
Chemical haze,
Nuclear surroundings.

It's hard to live knowing that everything is changing,
To live in a wavering world,
An unsteady world,
A fighting world.

It's hard.
**All of it.

Unsteadiness and Uncertainty are normal but should they be?

#world #thoughts #me #certainty

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