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I am never not surprised,
when someone else has the courage to look me in my eyes,
to tell me bald-faced lies,
that say I am too dramatized
as a white girl trying to equalize
and see the world before me rise
to say we're not satisfied
to say with honesty we despise
a government who seems to tyrannize
its citizens into fearing they be deprived
of food, water, and electricity. So they have to believe in the guise.
That we are a nation paralyzed.
By lies.  
I am just a twenty two year old, Caucasian female
addicted to the idea I can help you see we will prevail.
Our nation teeters on the brink.
Help me save our souls,
Before they take us out like MLK, Lennon, JFK
All with a blink.
;)
It's the time of year again
I can see my breath fade my friend
The way your perfume
Stirred in my bedroom
You stood next to me last year
Why am I still here
I followed you into that dark abyss
Why'd you leave me with a poison kiss
Would you please take my hand?
I know it's cliché but let's run away from here
No let's walk
It'll give us more time to talk.
On nights like this I wish you were closer.
The thin air is turning colder again.
It brings back the memories I don't have of you.
And I'm not sure what I'm feeling but it won't go away.
So please would you take my hand and walk somewhere with me?
I dunno
I have this bad habit
When I wake up all
I can think about is
You.
Put on another record
Now let's lay together
You say it doesn't matter
Yet can't you hear the faint shatter?
Count back from ten
Please let's start again
I'm sick of this constricting quarantine,
baby can't you see?
You're my dopamine.
Did you ever
Think on behalf of my feelings
Next time
Think of how selfish you are
When you say
I love you.
 Sep 2014 Natasha Lea
jessiah
9/11
 Sep 2014 Natasha Lea
jessiah
Workers jump to your hoses
Poets jump to your pens
The men with guns are sure to jump
Before the crisis ends
They subtracted from 8 million stories
For the glory of one
Attacked innocents
Retrained our eyes to comb the distance
For incidents involving incendiary elements
An attack with no relevance
Just bullies stuffing our will
Into the locker of remembrance

Nothing to fear when space is still darker
Nothing to fear when the sun is still hotter
The Earth will turn the darkness
Over their heads
The light will make it
City of Martyrs
Never a truer hero than time
Who fights for our honor.
09/11/2001

A bit reactionary, but how I felt at the time.
I want to say you were good for nothing
But that's a lie
You were good at keeping me alive
I bottled everything up inside
You were my release
You sparked the fire,
that delivered a cascade of emotion,
from a boy who didn't speak
But that's not,
What you were good at.
You left
And now.
I have something to do again,
Fill the bottle once more
I want my friends back,
But the thief named
adulthood stole them
from me.
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