she was a brown-skinned girl,
who was trapped in this world
struggiling with idenity,
she couldn't find any serenity,
she no longer had dignity,
she was too white to be black,
as people told her and laughed,
she was too black to be white,
this was now turning into a
fight/
between her and idenity,
she needed to find serenity
so finally in may, she woke
up one day and decided to be
g r e y.

G r e y [gray]
of a color intermediate between black and white, as of ashes or an overcast sky.

but little did she know
that her skin colour
didn't define her
for it was the art in
her heart that did.

Written not only by the ink of pens, but also by the soul of  hearts

The hate gets stronger and stronger
Until she can no longer take it
And then she breaks it; that thing called silence.
She breaks everything in her heart until she's no longer smiling.
No longer caring so she doesn't wanna fake that smile anymore
Although she's smiling

    Having no one to understand what she feels or how long her wrists has to bleed before she thinks she's okay...
She's full of it, full of hate..
Recognizing that her real eyes realized the real lies that came from the one she loved.
The one who she was willing to go above for.
Not knowing how to hate but desperately wanting to
Saying she's full of it but no one believes her
She wonders if they'll believe her when she decides to leave them..
Several attempts but never physically successful.. She believes that no one loves her
Because she's full of it, full of hate..

She has no mutual soul to cater to her, because she's full of it, full of  hate..

In her reflection she has grown out of her beautiful self.
She wants help, she needs help, but she keeps it to herself
It's killing her inside
She locks up her soul, remains speechless and heads outside this cruel world, longing for a place to fit in somehow..
She'll forever be that girl that was always different..
She's  the opposite of everything her parents wanted her to be
I guess she's unique
She's also full of it,
full of hate..


~N

you said you were leaving

i was overwhelmed by this happiness

you were finally out of my life

i could finally be free

so you packed your things, you went to your car and loaded it

then,

you turned to me

pulled out a handgun

and shot me in the chest

my skin tore and presented a large gaping hole

and from it poured bright red disappointment

my ribs cracked and out rolled my heart onto the concrete of my patio

you laughed a hearty laugh with wicked undertones

you shoved your gun into your pocket

watched me choke, watched me scream at the top of my lungs, struggle for air, struggle for anything

then towered me, bent down swiftly and picked up the bleeding thing

you smirked at me, "only taking what's mine"

i never saw you again

Let me be the wind, as you are the rain
So that I can be with and care for you anytime
Or I can reach you, kiss you, for there won't be distance
Let me be the wind that completes your symphony and rhyme

Let me be the wind that carries my words
To you, to hug you and kiss you softly
To make you feel how much I love you, over and over
Let me be the wind that echoes my love to your heart, deeply

Let me be the wind, Oh, how I wish I could be
So I can be there where you are, where the raindrops fall
Where love is the only thing that makes our world spin
Let me be the wind and hear my beseeching call