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You consume me;
my thoughts, my words.

They’re about you
and all for you.
 May 2016 Jesica
Viseract
Whenever I walk out the door,
I don't see people anymore
I don't see kindness I don't see love
I may not see much but I see enough

All I see is snakes and spiders
Spitting venom at the things that divide us
Holding power and mocking those powerless
Rather than focus on what unites us

                  Now it's time to rise up                    
Defend yourself against the venomous
      They may be deadly and corrupt
But it's you and me that can make them stop!

The venom courses through my veins
No antidote for these aches and pains
If you want them to stop then make them stop
Prove to them you've had enough

The venom courses through my veins
Every day it's all the same
They all pretend it's just a game
When they label you with those names

Prove to them you've had enough
Prove to them you've had enough
Prove to them you've had enough
Prove to them you've had enough

Crawling up and down the streets
Not-so-secret brawls in back alleys
They can knock you off your feet
But you must never admit defeat

All have my empathy
All have my sympathy
You know that it's your destiny
To show them what lies underneath

Never admit defeat

The venom courses through my veins
No antidote for these aches and pains
If you want them to stop then make them stop
Prove to them you've had enough

The venom courses through my veins
Every day it's all the same
They all pretend it's just a game
When they label you with those names

Prove to them you've had enough
Rise Up! Rise Up!
Prove to them you've had enough
Rise Up! Rise Up!
Prove to them you've had enough
Rise Up! Rise Up!
Prove to them you've had enough
Rise Up! Rise Up!

*Rise up, never admit defeat
You have what it takes underneath
Can't you feel your heart beat?
You can stop it, you will see....
To my sister, Dakotah, and any one else who has ever been bullied/ is being bullied. Make a stand. Do not admit defeat at the hands of those unworthy.
She told him
“Maybe I’ll write a poem about you,”
when really she could of written a book.

He told her
“Maybe I’ll write a song about you,”
when really he could of written a symphony.
 May 2016 Jesica
Nicole
Nightmare
 May 2016 Jesica
Nicole
i dreamt a dream of love
the night before last.
with you as the leading role
and i, your loyal love.
wrapped in your embrace,
i weeped,
and you were there to wipe the tears.
i was warm and happy.
it was me and you against the world,
as they would say.
bodies intertwined,
we were sure our love would last.
but i awoke
to the realization of the nightmare that it was,
invading my brain,
leaving me with the false hope
of love everlasting.
because darling,
i am not safe in your arms.
you left me for a brighter future
but who am i to blame you,
i would’ve left me too.
 May 2016 Jesica
CA Guilfoyle
In the spring of warm grassy lawns, silver threaded
song sparrows high amid the bright lily bowers
they fly gold drenched in the morning hours
in the deep peace of this sanctuary shelter
we are far from the city's maddening swelter
here beneath shade trees and roses, we sip tea
we float soft as petals, a dream life in these hills
smell the ocean rain, blue the way the sky spills
we walk scented jasmine trails back home
come to rest in each others arms
before this resplendent day is gone
with nature becoming one
connected to all things
we are never alone.
 May 2016 Jesica
leinstinct
Society
 May 2016 Jesica
leinstinct
Nature in its perfection
Westernization just an immitation
The destruction of entire cultures,
thank you modernization
 May 2016 Jesica
Sarah
I wasn't sure I'd
be here now
where May meets me with a
heavy handed
clasp of the
hand

They say it's only
time
it will
go on, but
every day, it
starts so
slowly and
the night time
goes so
fast

I never thought I'd
be here now

waiting for July.
 May 2016 Jesica
elea
Good morning
 May 2016 Jesica
elea
Morning breeze
Rustle of leaves
Feet intertwined

Smell of pancakes
Hot coffee
Lips that inch away with mine

Comforting duvet
Soft pillows
Fingers tracing patterns on my cheek

Sun rays
Brush of your breath
"Wake up beautiful"

Opening my eyes thinking,
'I would never wanted to wake up with someone else, just you.'
-pbwf
Wake up with the one u love
 May 2016 Jesica
Francie Lynch
Whether it's
A novel,
A fist,
A bottle,
Adultery:
It's all about
Lying,
Lying,
More lying,
And more.
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