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 Oct 2016 Aprajita
Sarah Caitlyn
Being a woman in America
is so very dangerous.
Afraid to walk down the street
alone in broad daylight.
As a woman in America I
was asked what I was wearing
and if I was sure I wasn't flirting.
I was dismissed and invalidated.
I was shamed and ridiculed.
I was thirteen.
Being a woman in America
is incredibly shocking
especially with all of the "feminist"
movements going on lately.
Being a woman in America
makes me wish I was born male
so I wouldn't need self defense
classes and assault training.
As a woman in America I
will never be able to feel
like I am Safe.
 Oct 2016 Aprajita
Dark Smile
you did not see me crumblin
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under the weight of my thoughts
you did not see the tear slip down,
rolling down my cheek

maybe you did not care.
maybe i'm tired of always being the second choice
maybe i want to feel important and loved and worthy
and maybe you can't do that for me
and maybe that's okay
i've lived my entire life like this,
what's a while more?

thank you for being there during all the good times,
they were few and far in between but
you were there i guess.
you were always there.

just never when i needed you most
 Oct 2016 Aprajita
Michael Murphy
Move out
Move on

Find another place to live

I'm done with you
Yes we're through

I have nothing else to give

Pack up
Get out

Hatred has no home with me

Hear me shout
In your empty room

For love has set me free

My heart
Now free of hatred

Now has room enough
It's true

Peace has filled my emptiness
Since I said

I'm done with you
Just thinking that we need to let go of negative thoughts so we are ready to love. I don't watch the news anymore
 Oct 2016 Aprajita
Tabitha Pham
I could have sworn
that my heart stopped
and my skies fell down,
the grounds swallowed the
trees and mountains in,

the stars disappeared to
thin air,
and the sun decided to
give up on life, too,

when you left
me.
When I say she's my rock, to the people I meet
For some reason they all, seem to think that that's sweet.
But no she is not, my foundation of stone,
Who supports and holds me, when I feel alone.
She isn't the constant, that keeps me sane
Because it's been a long time, and that girl she did change.

No for I am Sisyphus, and this much is true,
I'll never make things work with you.
But I am Sisyphus, it's what I do,
And I'm in love, with trying to
I hope I'm wrong. But sometimes it feels like trying to make things work with her, is like Sisyphus pushing his rock up that hill. I'll never succeed, but I've come so close, and  I'm in love with trying
The pain of coming back to life
The pain of still being here
The pain of feeling death
Of being so close, so near

To the end of this dreadful life
To the end of this pain
To the end of this emptiness
It drives you insane

Past the point of sanity
Past the point of desolation
Past the last few moments
Before your souls detonation
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