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  Oct 2017 helena alexis
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Here’s to the boy
who waited for a girl
on his front door step
until she came home
after leaving without sound

Here’s to the girl
who has to hide her urges
behind a glass door
the strength to put down the razor
after shaving her legs

Here’s to the girl
who receives deluded comments
on the length of her skirt
from her own mother

Here’s to the boy
who didn’t have a father growing up
but is teased
because he’s more comfortable being friends with girls

Here’s to the girl
who finds solace
in people who are temporary

Here’s to the boy
that doesn’t feel safe
in his own home

Here’s to all the kids
who have been told it is wrong to feel
the way they feel
like our emotions are fishhooks
that need to be
reeled in

Here’s to you
Here’s to me
Here’s to anyone who has ever had
their heart crushed beneath the heel
of someone they loved

You are loved
You are important
You’ve made it this far
and you can make it even farther
have strength
and

Here’s to you
helena alexis Oct 2017
she was a rose
a near dead one
her petals are wilting

she’s out of water
she needs to be protected
for she is a rose

a rose who needs love
a rose who has been
stepped on again
and again and again

this poor flower
has been through
so much that it’s
nearly dead after
only living a sad
short life
a poem about my friend who is going through some really hard times right now
helena alexis Oct 2017
this world is
falling apart
terror is
everywhere

natural disasters
striking every other
day it seems like

kids bringing guns
to school where they
are supposed to learn

old men shooting up
music festivals leaving
50 dead and 500 wounded

police killing innocent
black lives who are
doing nothing but
living their lives

im so sick of it
this is not my world
trump is not my president

this is not the world
im going to raise my
unborn children in

i refuse to live in
a world where
terror is everywhere

i just want to feel
safe without having
to worry about if
im going to
survive another day
my thoughts on what is going on in the world right now
helena alexis Oct 2017
whenever I try
to stop writing
about you
the words
just keep
itching to
come out
need to stop writing about someone who doesn’t care about me
helena alexis Oct 2017
music festivals are supposed to be fun
they are supposed to be a music filled event

but instead

a horrible terrifying event
gun shots fired every second
people running for their lives

blood everywhere
screams can be heard
from miles away

this was supposed to
be about the music

praying for you Las Vegas
my heart is with you at this time
wrote a poem about what happened in Vegas my thoughts and prayers are with you at this time of need
helena alexis Oct 2017
her
she’s the type
of girl to
grind your
heart into little
pieces and roll it
then smoke it
right in front of you
yet another poem about my ex best friend
helena alexis Oct 2017
art
pin me up against
the wall and show
the world your
masterpiece
humans are a work of art
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