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Dave Robertson Sep 2021
Just one iota
of that teenaged brio,
utterly fearless in the way
slim life allows,
would power our souls for
whole years

fears, as they come,
are whispered on sharp minutes,
on slow hour memories,
on broken days, lost
in an oubliette
desperate for a single glimmer

youth can be reckless
self-sabotaged and trite
but by god,
there are lessons in the might of it
in spite of it
if we stop,
and listen

#emmaraducanu #youth #joy #riskreward #thrills #liveloud #rageagainstthedyingofthelight
Genesis Hawley May 2016

It runs through me
I don’t understand it
But it makes me scramble
Makes me scream

So many things to fear
Enough to make me cry
What if they get divorced?
What if they never forgive me?
What if they find out?
What if you change your mind?
What if I lose you?
And then lose them?

It could be crippling
It could get control
It could drive me
It could cut me
It could **** me

But will it?
Will I let it?

Each day I make a choice
I have control
It will not win
It will not cut me
It will not ******* me
I have strength
I have hope
My life is my own
That’s right
It’s your turn to run
It’s your turn to flee
I control you
I will live
I won’t hold back

It is better to take a risk
To love,
To hope,
To dream,
To dance,
It’s better to take a risk
Than never try at all
Fear is small
I am rich in soul
And powerful in mind.

This life is mine.

Genesis Hawley May 2016
Life is blank
A page to write
A canvas to paint

We choose
What goes on it
We decide
How it will look
Who will be in the picture

So choose well.

Don't invite people to stay
Who will make the picture dark
Don't make an action
That will damage the page

Make your picture bright
No matter your surroundings
No matter your circumstances
You have a choice
To make your life beautiful

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
So make your story
Make your picture
Beautiful for you
Don't try to impress another
For your life is yours
And it's beauty is determined
By you alone.

Make your life beautiful.
You do have a choice.
Jasmine Skye Apr 2016
How does one find
what is lost....
Without losing
What one has found...
I live so loud
That I don't speak
I can feel the words
The future seems bleak

— The End —