what  good is it gonna do
to speak up and complain
the people tend to look back
as if we are insane

we speak our minds
and try to understand
why won't they listen
instead of reprimand

there must be a reason
for both .. I should say
the reason for the complaint
and one to look the other way

Love comes in numerous colors
the color of spring is
one of the prettiest!

Shallow breaths,
tight chest,
blurry vision,
No rest.
*******
by my thoughts:
make it stop...
‘give it all you’ve got.’
Head spinning,
hope dwindling.
Skin burning,
bones chilling.
Drowning in air
a sinking ship;
dying of thirst,
and I don’t get a drip.
Surrounded by an ocean
and I can’t see
anything.
I can’t hear
for the life of me.
This feeling
I swear
is killing 
me.
Whispering:
“give in
don’t get up
stay home
you’re not enough.
Even if there’s nothing wrong:
walk out the door
and harm
will come”
This ubiquitous feeling
draping
over me,
enveloping
everything,
wet,
and weighted...
bet you’ve never hated
someone so much
you’d stab them in the chest
and without a moments rest
grab them at the throat
so tight they can’t whisper a note
and leave them wondering
if they’ve even given their best
after their whole self feels negated.

**This hate,  
this punishment 
or something,
draped
over me
so viciously
is known as:
Anxiety.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character.

Martin Luther King, Jr.

Whenever my heart turns sour,
poetry is the filling that makes life sweet again

I have no idea what you're talking about
go away ... leave me alone
I don't want to do that
I don't want to hear it
hmph ..
he's got some nerve
trying to twist my mind
I'll let him have it alright
if that's what he wants...
hmm....
yeahhhh...
that's exactly what I'll do
WHACK!

ahhhhhh..
I feel so much better now
good night!