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Where has the real justice gone from this world
That those who were not able have been lost
We leave all our neighbors in bitter cold
Forgetting to give for fear of the cost
So much pain comes from those that we could save
Yet we focus on ourselves, our comfort
We have been learning to waste all our days
And to sleep instead of staying alert
People are constantly dying alone
Without friend or family to miss them
Cannot a little friendliness be shown
To those given nothing and were condemned
        We pluck flowers, stopping them from their growth
        They'll die without living, and die alone
Life is full of contradictions
but you don't know anger till you realize you're the biggest one.

I crave intimacy but cringe from affection
Want to be social but hate the forced conversation
Love myself but am crippled by my self-loathing.

Casual *** seems so intriguing till the next day;
you wake up in the morning questioning your intelligence.
One night stands don't fill holes, they simply drown your inner thoughts,
especially when hard liquor and a burning nose accompany you.

People are full of deceit, easily fake their compassion.
Their disinterest masked by a happy smile.
Two minutes later they could be smirking about you with a true friend;
judging every **** word you said.

Examining every inch of your body only ends in pity
There's too many flaws on me for love to ever manifest.
I want to improve but don't have the ambition.

I hate contradictions, ******* contradictions.
"Everything happens for a reason."
It's this broken record in my head
Repeating those words like
They are all I'm ever going to need.
Right now that is all I really do
Because she got out of that house
If only for a few months
And she is getting the help
That she needs and deserves.
So, yes, I believe that
Everything happens for a reason.

She cannot speak or see me
Until she gets better and
I'm okay with that for right now.
Because that's what we both need
And I've got something,
Anything, to hold onto.

"Everything happens for a reason."
 Apr 2014 Olivia Mercado
Kareena
Is sixteen and seventeen too young
To tell you that I want you to be my wife?
I guess my love was too strong for you
Because my emotions seemed to suffocate your life

Apparently I played too grand a part in your stressful days
A simple "I love you" here and there was too taxing?
My "How's your day?" was a strain to you, my dear?
However my love never weaned, it was constantly waxing

I'm sorry for caring for you the way I did
Could I just make it right again?
I adore you, my love, and it would make me overjoyed
Just to have the closeness of a friend

But here I lay, in a pool of my own tears
Seventeen, and way too young
To feel this hurt, so cruel and so curt
And they say my life has only begun?
For my two friends that I love, but it just didn't work between them. From the perspective of my closer friend.
Mackerel, they want to  be
both unanimously agreed;
but why is she stuck still
under the hide of a whale?
imperfect imagination is the reason for all disconnect
why refuse to bark, after donning the costume of the dog?
it's all a play, after all one should realize, lasting till the curtain falls
"All the world is a stage" The world observes 450th birth anniversary of
Shakespeare on April 23.
Time is slowly passing,
We are all moving towards our final days.
All that we've done,
All that we ever will do,
It won't matter in the end.

The only things of importance
Will be the people we've changed.
In our lives we will meet many
We will fall in and out of love,
We will be broken.

But we will also help,
Anyone and everyone who needs it,
We can change the lives of so many
Without even realizing it.

We should not look to others
To provide meaning in our lives.
We should look to provide
The meaning for others.
 Apr 2014 Olivia Mercado
nivek
Teat
 Apr 2014 Olivia Mercado
nivek
******* on cigars;
never was
fully weaned.
There is nothing but mind fog,
Floating above my eyes.
For all who can see their way,
I have grown to despise.

I try and try to use my lights,
But I can never seem to win this fight.
Even when I use my brights,
This fog has began to control my life!

I move in all angles, just to try and see,
But with this misty enemy I can not compete.
I move slow to be on the safe side,
As others pass me by in great stride.

I am so fed up with you mind fog,
Why cant you just go away.
I really hope this clears up soon,
Cause its not the way I want to stay.

So I put out warnings for all to see,
Watch out for my mind fog,
It is controlling me!
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