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I am
                             A dancer
                             A writer
                             An artist
                             A musician
A creator
                             But if you
                             Wanted
                             To see
What I create
                             A dance
                             A story
                             A painting
                             A song
I would
                             Refuse
                             Turn Red
                             Stall
                             and Deflect
Your attention
                             Because
                             I am
                            Afraid
                            My creations
Will let you
                            Judge me
                            Criticize me
                            Hate me
                            Mock me
They are
                            A piece of me
                            A thought
                            An emotion
                            A fleeting moment
And they are
                            Mine
So if I show you
                            I trust you
Please don’t betray my trust
Repost if this is you.
Shannon Jeffery Dec 2014
Stars above
Twinkle bright.
Through a dark
Silent night

When downcast
Know your worth
Stand up strong
Love your life
Shannon Jeffery Dec 2014
A leaky heart
With every beat
Hastens its own end
Shannon Jeffery Dec 2014
The echoes of whispers
Projecting through the chasms of my mind
Smiles and laughter plastered across my walls inside
Amongst all this commotion, loneliness is all you'll find

That moment of true realisation that you're all alone
When you scuttle through the crowds
In hope that your vital signs
Have not yet been shown

The aching fades as I steer the shadows
A beating heart oozing, drying away the flooded gaze of piercing eyes
My soul traverses toxic shallows
For lost silence is now my prize
Shannon Jeffery Nov 2014
I see children on the streets.
The looks on their faces, ever sweet.
Sometimes happy, sometimes sad,
Sometimes joyous and sometimes mad.
I can't wait for the day I'm a dad.

Running through each moment
Showing all their life, they own it.
Sometimes they'll get into the rough.
Though through each experience they'll learn when enough is enough.
I know the life of parent can surely be tough.

We need to let them live and let them explore.
Or they might never find their inner roar.
There is one thing I'll give my children from the very start,
And that is all the love from my heart.
Parenting is a special kind of art.
I tip my hat to all parents, I know its a rough job but it is well worth the trouble. I have "played" the dad role before but honestly can't wait to have my own family.
Shannon Jeffery Nov 2014
Fading* in the shadows
Is where
I feel at home
Hidden from piercing gazes
Up and down
my soul they roam

Drawing back the curtains
They feed on
my heart
Tearing at my emotions
A worn sadistic art

Driven through a world
Etched in toxic blood
Altered through war and greed
D**rowning in green mud
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