Hold
On
Pain
Ends

They stabbed her
Gnawed at her body
Feeding off her every
insecurity.

They punched her
Repeatedly, rhymically
Beating the life and soul
away.

They thought it was funny
They thought it was clever
They thought it was cool

They knew it wasn't correct.

They thought that
taunting with someone's life was a joke
That it was hilarious
to tip somebody over the edge
That it was satisfying
to bring someone down

That it was clever; the way they forced their victim
to
drown.

To be good,
to be caring,
to be kind,
to be loving -

I try.

To be gentle,
to be sympathetic,
to be humble,
to be energetic-

I try.

To be smart,
to be helpful,
to be present,
to be hopeful-

I try.

To be fun,
to respect,
to be happy,
to be perfect-

I try.


I try.


*I fail.

The preacher said
he was better
than the taxi-driver
because he showed
people, with all his words,
the way to Heaven

The taxi-driver said:
*"You might show them
the way to Heaven
but I show them the way
to God -
for everytime I start to drive
passengers start to pray
and they pray all the way
And I don't even have to say a word"

They were photo-shopped
Every inch of fat cropped
Cropped till there was nothing but bones
Cropped till society labelled them as beautiful
Cropped till they had boys falling at their feet
Cropped till they
no longer
needed
to be
cropped.

They had starved themselves
They were 'fat free'
They were
hollow
and

They were
empty.

The world is changing....
Everything is changing....
Everyone is changing...
But...
Pretty soon..
There won't be anything to change....
Because we'll all be dead.

I feel the need to apologize if I sleep;
because you aren't here

I feel the need to apologize if I don't;
because I robbed you of my dreams

But I'm most sorry;
that I'm not there.