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Ashley Lopez Aug 2014
You are...
Whenever someone asks us this, we all tend to start making a list of adjectives.
You are: loving, compassionate, outgoing, enthusiastic, funny, awesome..
SHUT UP.
You are more than a list of silly adjectives.
You are a galaxy, constantly expanding with new experiences and new hurt.
You have billions of stars burning inside of you, each with a different story engraved within them.
You are your scars, the physical ones seen on your body and the ones on the stars only you know are there.
You are the heartbreaks and the sleepless nights.
You are the bottle of ***** you drank to wash away all of your heartbreaks.
You are the pain you've caused other people and the pain other people have caused you.
You see I would keep going but I am no more than you.
It's time you finish this poem on your own.
You are...
You're an anxious bird
Holding you down for so long
Made you wish to fly.
You're reason denied
Right and wrong are black and white
I am the dark grey.
End
You're close the end
When you draw breath and forget
That I used to breathe.
You were the morning
When the sun returns with hope
Now night confuses.
Red
You're the color red
Red hair, red shirt, red hands
From speaking the truth.
“Till all my sleeves are stained red / From all the truth that I've said”
You are a spider
I don't want to be afraid
But you're poisonous.

— The End —