Humans have wondered,
How nature displays,
Her beautiful blessings
In such a way;
Man can destroy.
The inventors ignore,
She is the one,
Who bears the ore,
For the collier’s son;
In which She screams.
Her body twists,
Towards the sky,
Bright lighting sunders,
As She cries,
Consuming what’s beneath.
Spirits weigh low,
Birds sing Her plea,
But man cannot hear,
Over clattering keys;
Smoke residing in Her lungs.
Her body shudders,
Each breath a shake,
Opposing Her air,
As man’s feet quake;
Come walls of blood named Surge.
Ocean’s creatures undertake,
Nature's unheard shrieks,
Using hungry stomachs,
As mouths that cannot speak;
Slowing down Her aching flesh.
Disheartened and scared,
Mother Nature lay bare,
As we take her for granted,
Depleting Her only heir.

I wish I could take others' pain upon myself
So that my suffering wasn't so useless

To whom I call
little sister,
venturing the yard
with noses red
and ***** feet.
I watch you grow
Up and up.  
High school comes
Our childhood goes
As we alight
a yellow wheeled-box
I watch a distance grow.
With each step you take,
Our memories flash by
A familiar smile
Confuses my mind.
To whom does this belong?
Not who stands before me,
Though I wish it had.
I miss our songs,
our laughs and our cries.
I miss our bond,
which was broken by man.
Oh how it hurts,
to mourn
the living.

Engaged one evening,
The star blinds me.
Tiny pops in the sky,
My head pounds with each
Boom.
Goes the night he proposed,
Ice coats my feet.
What should I do?
Where should I go?
He's scaring me...
Boom. Boom.
Go the church bells.
Facing the doors
I move, but the hands
They push and pull.
Boom. Boom. Boom.
Sound the ball and chain.
Sat at my desk,
Let feelings flee.
Pen to paper.
Ring to ground.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The last sound,
of falling feet
and pounding hearts.
At last, liberating,
My 'happy ending'.