The tide is high
My emotions raw
My tears are full of salt
Yet I’m hopeful because
I know this river
Is all just
nature’s fault

I'm tired
I'm tired of the hate
That seems to burn through the veins
Of the villains who hide in the dark

I'm tired
I'm tired of the infinite cycle
Of avoiding the newspapers
But peeking at the news
With a terrible sense of dread

I'm tired
I'm tired of watching humanity
Wade through the lava
Coming straight from hell

I'm tired
I'm tired but I do believe in good
I do believe in hope
Hope really is the things with feathers

I may not be able to solve all the problems around me
But I can solve the ones in my head
I can speak my mind
Make sure my voice is heard
Show my support
For the things I love

Demand justice
Live life to the fullest
Make a difference in this world

After all
Like one of my heroes
I believe that the best things,
The richest things,
Aren't supposed to come easy

Please wake me up
Next time you see me sweating and clawing into my stomach
When you see the nightmares you can't hear or understand
Don't tell me I need more sleep, don't gently press my hair away
Don't say sweet things silently as if I can hear you
I can't.
Wake me up.

love
is like a flower
growing steady
in the sunlight
and growing
even when it rains
-k.j.c

Roses are red,
violence in bloom;
thoughts, prayers, and guns
for every classroom.

Of course.
It always happens
Has to happen
It's never over