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The burgundy lighting
Is oh so exciting
I'm lush and inviting
For all to see
My body is moving
The dance Im resuming
Cigarette smoke is pluming
Look at me

I dance for hours
Until early hours
For higher powers
Whom pay for me

To leech off my fleet and to preach on deciet to forgive or forget I don't know

The threat is consuming
You hate me? Well sue me
I don't give a **** about what you please
If you were halfway decent
I'd let you get even
In light of the recent events

But I'm just a body
Meat to be discarded
I am not your Bunny
And I am not Holly
I went into your party
Didn't think anything of your snacks
I ate anything you gave me
But then it came to the cakes

Your chocolate cupcakes were delicious
"To die for"
Devine

I guess my body took it literally.

I choked
You started laughing
"Was it funny?"

I am crying
Throwing up
Scratching til my skin bleeds

You think I'm being dramatic

Can't you see??
Your cupcakes are killing me.

When I am finally able to find my mom I have no time

And my vision is blank

I don't remember the last time I ate a cupcake.
I always throw them up now.
Story time:
When I was 11 I went to a birthday party with my friend. Her mom had been informed I was allergic to coconut.
Her excuse after I almost died eating a coconut oil filled cake?
"She should know better, besides I didn't put real coconut in"
Coconut oil kills
Ahlam 15h
Just as I expected
You crossed the Finish line
Just as I thought
I was left as disappointed as I first was
You saw the painting but never the canvas.
You told me you could walk but never tried it
Your tongue poured honey but its taste was rotten
You only wanted what I had, never who I was

Yet you still think you have the right to stand
Call yourself taller, bigger, better
Tell me that I'll never get to your level

But all I think is that you're a coward who's afraid
Afraid of seeing your face , hearing your voice and fighting your rage

You make life dull
And I make it full
Sure I failed to realize before
but now I'm sure

someone trapped in his own cage
will throw away the key
and imprison himself even when free
Kyla 21h
lying on a road of cars,
empty beneath the sky of stars
I ask the God who made them,
He who said do not fear
Who am I?
Where go I?
Why am I here?

My God, oh my God
I feel so endlessly lost
My God, oh my God
Neither leave me nor forsake me
Whatever my cost
alex 21m
Oh a girl,
my age too,
she wants to be friends…

But maybe
she’s laughing,
behind some screen,
showing her friends
how stupid I sound,
how quickly
she was able
to deceive.

Or maybe—
she’s not even
a she.
Maybe it’s
a man.
Old.
Watching.
Preying.
behind a mask
of stolen pictures
and sweet words.

Or maybe,
I’m talking
to a ghost
a shadow of what’s
never existed
not here
or there
maybe not anywhere,
a figment of AI’s imagination.
just my crazy internal monologue
Cheyenne Apr 25
My fingers are screaming
As I beat a rhythm into my desk's surface.
They strike in the same rhythm over and over again,
But you will never understand why.

It is mistaken for a distraction,
Or perceived to be anxiety.
And my classmates scowl and tell me to stop,
No matter how panicked I seem.

It is not a side effect of ADHD,
Or wanting pity.
It is a silent scream of pain
And fear.
It is my cry for help.

...---...
Cadmus 2d
🛐

If my trust in God’s love were complete,

My prayers wouldn’t beg for change,

they’d whisper thanks for the earthquake .

☔️
Faith isn’t always a peaceful acceptance. Sometimes, it’s a whispered rebellion dressed as prayer. because belief is easiest when life is kind, and hardest when we’re asked to live without answers.
No questions less fear
No lost no care
Can't relate, nor share
Be it here or there
Seems the same all fair
Why must it be unclear
Fear it now fear it near
Time will come, it shall declare
The truth of the matter &where
Fear should come in from there
Give it to and take it as a pair
Accumulated thoughts are rare
To think lost won't breath your air
Must be a fool upon your heir
Wet drops of questions in a form of a tear
Could this be you my dear fear
Why? What? When? And? Where?
Visible as a piece of sheer
Forgot no super being lived here
But open your eyes, and open your ear
Listen to what the world is trying to tell you when it's telling you what you need to hear
Are you fearless? Or just fearful of the truth? The more questions I ask the more fear I instill in myself,but fear has also came from lost. If you have never lost you haven't really questioned.
WE OFTEN HIDE BEHIND THE NAME OF FEAR!
WELL, WE ARE ALL GROWN UP NOW.
WORRIED ABOUT FALLING BUT HAVE WINGS,
A WAY TO FLY, BUT NOBODY IS HERE NOW!
BURIED LITTLE ONE ARISES, SPREADING BEAUTY AND LOVE.
EXCEPTIONALLY WARM MUSIC MADE DELICATE FEATHERS UNCONSCIOUS.
HEAVEN SEEMS REAL, LIFE BECOMES ALIVE.
SUDDENLY TUK-TUK-TUK ---
THE DITCH REAPPEARS AND FEATHERS BECOME HEAVY.

By: Shivam Sehgal
Growth

Self-Discovery

Hope

Symbolism

strong
I love all of you girls,
I watched you all fall in love
Met your partners
Cheered at your weddings.

I love all of you girls,
The fancy jobs you have
The places you go to
Smiled at the pictures.

I love all of you girls,
As I sit here
Alone at café
Thinking about the time when
It was easier, simpler and just us

I love all of you girls,
I hold your pain with dignity
Life seems silly when you are around
I guess, I missed out
You all caught the train
When I walked along.
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