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Aug 2018
I believe many people would say that nighttime is not their best time ~
because when the sun sets, our upsets and regrets progess;
our interests are shown from beneath the surface--
but from the surface, you won't learn this,
because my nonsense makes your contents look non-violent,
so we digress beneath the mess
by putting on a mask to disguise our lies.
But for me, I find it's the day ~
because by the time I reach midday,
my face hides and I put on a play
in hopes the night will fade away,
and then my mind will walk astray
in fear my thoughts will stay this way,
but then my surface will still decay.
And then I find the truth behind--
that you and I are not so different ~
because when the sun rises
it reveals what's common inside us,
but for some reason we hide this
and put on our disguises.
Honestly, it cures my insanity--
it pleases me, to find people like me ~
because, truth me told,
we are not so different, you and I ~
because by the time the day reaches noon,
we all know night will be here soon,
and another day will be haunted by night's nihility,
so to reach our comfortablity,
we hide behind a mask and please the lie--
the lie we find so common inside,
because we think it will keep us alive--
but the truth is ~ it's dead, alright?
jiáyóu | Chinese | (v.) to encourage someone to make extra effort in doing a good performance; to cheer and motivate as if you are fighting along with the person

Lately, I've been concerned with the state of humanity. I'm sure there are many of people who care for and love on people they don't even know; I've seen a ton of people like that and I've read poems from people who make that their purpose as a poet. But recently I've notice how many people walk around the halls of my school, who either hide their stuggles and ignore it for the day, ignore the feelings and stuggles of others, or who are totally beaten down by the weight on their shoulders because no one cares enough to be there for them. This makes me sad. I want so desperately to care for and love on people as abundantly as my God has loved and cared for me. And I encourage you to do the same; make someone's day, ask someone how they're doing and mean it, be there for someone. And know that I, as well as many others, are standing along side you in this battle of love :)
Gabriel Bonney
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Gabriel Bonney  17/M/Indiana
(17/M/Indiana)   
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   Hannah Christina
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