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 May 2013 Micah Alex
David
Empathy
 May 2013 Micah Alex
David
I see the demons in these people,
Tired eyes carrying the weight of self infliction and the sight of monstrosities,
They do not see the sun,
And their breath is a tax
 May 2013 Micah Alex
Kristen
Nine years later
I still feel everything.
Potent ****** reaction.
Guilt has caused
Riverbed cheeks.

This single image
That I've kept buried
In an attempt to leave behind
Is seared into my mind.

It plays out:
My mother is there;
up against the wall.
Pig-tailed braids
And slender in overalls.

Cowering
In hyperventilation
And sobs
Looking so child-like,
Cornered
By 3 betrayals in human form.

Voices raised in accusation
Ripping into her
In my bedroom.

Feeling ill and lost
I lie face down on the bed,
Covering my ears,
Screaming.

Blocking out
The family fight
Chaotic and ferocious,
Like worlds end
Crumbling my foundation

Only feet away
Words like daggers
Slathered in anger,
Hate, and distrust.

I couldn't handle
Seeing my mom like that;
Bullied, scared,
And broken down.

Hated and attacked
By a husband
Who vowed to love and protect her;
By a son-in-law
Who was meant to respect her;
By my sister
Who was first-born to her.

All because a misunderstanding,
A rumor,
A lie.

And I,
Too young to understand
What this meant,
But who knew the truth,
Didn't come to her rescue.

And now she
Is outcasted and alone
And I
Can't wash myself
Of this searing recollection.

21 years old
I still find myself
Lying face down,
Covering my ears,
Screaming.
 May 2013 Micah Alex
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Wearing scars

Like the ones on her guitar

Boys make tools

Girls wear flowers in their hair

Wild dogs yelp at the passing train

Sun bathing tummies

And lazy day songs play
just bein a hippy today lol
If you think a group of men together is only talking about golf.
Then you're not aware of man talk.
They talking about a lot more.

Some might look.
Some might wink.
Some might be timid and shy.
But within the conversation a woman was mention.

If you think all men will be quiet when a good looking women walks by.
Then you're very unaware about man talk.
There's always one ready to speak

Even when some ladies don't want the attention.

This you can look but not touch.
Doesn't always rings truth with a few.
But  you won't find many trying this upon you.
Although you're the subject of man talk
 May 2013 Micah Alex
Marian
I am helping her out of the mirror
The girl who's crying...
The girl who looks like me
Her eyes are red from crying
And her heart is still raw
Trying its best to heal
But not doing so
The girl a sad expression
The girl with tears sparkling in her eyes
She is a lot like me
As I help her out of the mirror
I ask her what is the matter
Her reply was "I can't tell you"
I nodded my head and understood
I had felt that kind of pain before...
It hurt too much for her to tell me
How often I had felt that and so I understand
Another reason was because it was hard
For her to speak when she was crying
So very hard
Tears dripping from her chin
Heart ache too much to bear
Heart still raw from bleeding
Yet still containing love
More love than ever before
She can't help it
When I put my arm around her
To comfort her in her grief

She disapeared

*~Marian~
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