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Does everything happen for a reason?
Is that why you’re screaming?
Does god only answer your prayers?
Or does he come to all in the rainy season?

"If you ask him to do something he will"
-If you are good

but what if you are the baby bird dead outside on the sidewalk
all because your parents chose to move into an apartment

I’m stuck wondering where God’s heart went

Like he loves watching people
run in the rain
......Dodging hail ..... .....
like a sick game

the rain

that nourishes the soil
waters the crops
and feeds everything

But, why make us thirst?
Why make something so beautiful hurt?
-to anyone who's ever told me "there's nothing you can do but pray."
Flower 1d
The house feels so empty
Now that you’re gone
Each room feels vacant and lonely

I have no more friends here
Now that you’re gone
And I will miss you terribly
Julia 1d
I'm sorry your happiness can be limited to the length of your last cigarette.
I'm sorry that your eyes look like a rough ocean because they are so filled with tears.
I'm sorry that your thoughts loudly beat you when you're trying to sleep.
And I'm sorry I can't draw you the way I see you.
But you see...
Your mind is writing a story that only you can read.
And it's so easy for you to believe that it makes it difficult for other people to tell you otherwise.
But I'm still going to try.
Because when I look at you, my eyes tell a completely different story.
And it's beautiful and exciting,
And one day,
One day you'll see it too.
Your cigarette will burn up and you won't need another one.
Your tears will dry
And you will sleep
And you will dream.
And you will see the world in a different way.
And you will finally be
Happy.
How do I light a fire within me
A slave to society - the world ending
Like the fires in LA burning to entropy

How can I create vivacity
A shell in the sea - intricate and empty
Like Einstein said conservation of energy
For nothing is created nor destroyed

I’ll always be hollow and void

How can anyone stand to flicker a spark
A broken child - numb in brain and heart
Like a manufactured malfunction
Broken from the start

To be born alone is to die alone
Without a mother, a father, or home

For nothing is created nor destroyed
I’ll always be hollow and void
T 1d
I love to look around and see,
Layers of green surrounding me.
It reminds me of new life
New hope, and new beginnings.

The leaves
Always bask in the sun,
And dance in the breeze.
Never getting lost
In what was
Or what’s to be.
Taking on life
With organic dignity.

Walking along,
I’m mesmerized by the songs
They sing to me.
Glossy-eyed and free,
I drift in and out of reality
Inspired to live in the moment,
Like the trees,
Letting what be, just be.
Laura 1d
I say.
You say.  
We all say.
What are we saying.
We have no inkling.
Of what is behind the sheeting.
As corruption rises, the only voice the poliations hear, is their own.
Accomplishing small things
like breathing in-and-out
standing up from the couch
taking a pencil and notebook
walking into the garden
seeing the sun through the tree
and making a quick sketch

means changing position
to see the whole picture at hand

so look at your life
straighten your back
feel wind on your face
hear the blackbird sing

and taste satisfaction
on the tip of your tongue

Eelco van der Waals
6 August 2025
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