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5.4k · Feb 2018
What is Freedom
writerunblocked Feb 2018
What is Freedom?
Freedom is a single star in the night sky
Freedom is a first breath
Freedom is every dream you've ever dreamed

What is Freedom?
Freedom is a first love and a last love
Freedom is the vast ocean and the immeasurable sky
Freedom is the song you sing in your heart and the songs you sing to the world

What is Freedom?
Freedom is the secrets you share with your siblings
Freedom is your parents love
Freedom is your best friends laughter

What is Freedom?
Freedom is pushing yourself to do better
Freedom is taking a chance
Freedom is gaining knowledge

What is Freedom?
Freedom is a single star in the night sky
Freedom is a first breath
Freedom is every dream you've ever dreamed
3.6k · Feb 2018
Beside greatness I stand
writerunblocked Feb 2018
People say don’t compare yourself to others but  I stand next strength and I stand next to beauty

People say do your best and that’s enough, but I will never be enough, cause I  vocalize with a singer and play with an athlete

People say you need to believe in yourself but I live  with popular and I live with leaders

People say confidence is key to hiding your fear but I sit next to credence and I converse with bravery
466 · Feb 2018
As We Fall
writerunblocked Feb 2018
Our tears fall down our face
And land in our lap
Our pencil slips from our hand
And lands on the ground
A glass falls from a shelf
And lands broken on the counter

We are falling
Sometimes apart
But everything must land
We will land
Some of us broken
Others stronger than ever
But as we fall we fall together
As we break we break together
As we land we land together
And as we heal we heal together
241 · Mar 2018
The game of life
writerunblocked Mar 2018
a player on the losing team
a actor in a worn down theatre
A singer with a tearful song
One person playing the game of life

Dancing on a broken stage
A piece with  no puzzle
A dreamer in a forgotten dream
One person playing the game of life

A lesson with no one to learn
A school without students
A book with no words
One person playing the game of life

A heart with nobody to love
A window boarded up
A room with no door
One person playing the game of life

a player on the losing team
a actor in a worn down theatre
A singer with a tearful song
One person playing the game of life
231 · Mar 2018
Won’t stop me
writerunblocked Mar 2018
The rain will fall and I will dance
The thunder will rumble and I will sing
The lightning will strike and I will shine
229 · Mar 2018
Against Society
writerunblocked Mar 2018
They want focus
Despise distraction
As they talk I
Can’t focus and why
I notice the moon
In the bright sunny sky
As they explain
I hear what they
Would never hear
A birds first song
They don’t listen
But it’s sounds prolong

They praise leaders
Ignore the silent
As they take charge
I secretly strategize
A voice of knowledge
In silence it hides
As they command
There’s things o would say
But they lead as they should
If only we could do it a different way

The distracted can see
The silent can speak
But society wants focus
Society wants loud
They despise distracted
And ignore the silent
227 · Feb 2018
0-10,10-1
writerunblocked Feb 2018
No cares
One chance
Two hearts
Three hurt
Four broken
Five healed
Six far
Seven near
Eight truths
Nine lies
Ten wrong
Nine right
Eight speak
Seven silent
Six seen
Five ignored
Four supported
Three alone
Two loved
One known
215 · Feb 2018
Golden Love
writerunblocked Feb 2018
Rich is the man with one to love
Poor is the man with the golden gloves
Rich is the  one who trust
Poor is the man with gold lust
Rich is the poor
Poor is the rich
Because love is mans greatest gift
In English we read king Midas so I wrote a poem about it.
209 · Feb 2018
I am freedom
writerunblocked Feb 2018
When you don’t care
what they all say
That’s me
Who am I you ask
I am freedom

When you breathe in a breath on a cold winter day
That feeling your feeling
That’s me
And I am freedom

When you make a wish
on a shooting star
A smile I give to you
And I am freedom

Freedom isn’t my only name
I go by many others
names like joy and peace

Every time you smile
or laugh or love
that’s me
and I am freedom
A sequel to what is Freedom
208 · Feb 2018
Have you met my friend?
writerunblocked Feb 2018
Have you met my friend
Her name starts with an
L cause sometimes it Lasts with her other times you Lose her
Do you know my friend
Do you know her name
Her name isn’t Lexi

Have you met my friend
Her name ends with an
E cause sometimes it’s forever and Ever other times it Ends
Do you know my friend
Do you know her name
Her name isn’t Laurie

Have you met my friend
She breaks hearts
and heals them
Do you know my friend
Do you know her name
Her name is Love

Love is trial and error
She’s a knife at a gun fight
There was no way to prepare
She shoots out of nowhere


She could continue
Could be true
could be broken
some will go insane
You probably know
Love

Loves my friend
She’s was my enemy
She beauty and pain
She’s your friend
And your enemy

She hurt me you say
No they hurt you
You hurt them
She is pure
She gives herself away

She puts herself in your hands
You mold her
She gave herself
What about you
Did you share yourself
She doesn’t want you
For her
She wants you for them

Treat them right she says
Don’t hurt them
don’t break them
Treat them right she says



Have you met my friend
She breaks hearts
and heals them
Do you know my friend
Do you know her name
Her name is Love
199 · Feb 2018
Breathe
writerunblocked Feb 2018
Breathe in
You feel the Love
Breathe out
You let go of the hate

Open your eyes
You see trial
Close your eyes
You see opportunity
I may end up editing this and making it longer
194 · Mar 2018
They Were Wrong
writerunblocked Mar 2018
They told us no one can win this war
So
We won the battle that no one could win
And we showed them we were fighters

They told us nobody could ever love the unlovable
So
We cared for the uncared for
And we loved the ones no one else would love

They told us we would never look good enough
So
We acted beautiful
And we felt beautiful
We would never look good enough
But we would always act better

They told us we would never be smart enough
So
We studied hard we did our best
And we were smarter than enough

They told us the scared could never be brave
So
We looked our fear in the eye and we met it face to face and we were scared but we would not run

They told us we would never be enough and that we could never do what we were born to do
They told us and they were wrong
185 · Feb 2019
Judgement of the Broken
writerunblocked Feb 2019
And the broken hid behind well crafted
smiles, they hoped to stand with the innocent, the ones that beamed from where they stood as they called a witness to the stand.
The witness said oh judge can’t you see, yes look at them smile and laugh just like they do with me.
Objection, declared the lawyer of the opposing side; for do you not see the tears that rim their eyes.
Now another witness was then called to the stand but this witness was not of the broken side and she promised to speak the truth and in honesty
she said, I watch them fade away losing them selves throughout the day.
The judge then brought the suspects to the stand and the suspects told their story, the beginning to the end. they declared not innocence but they spoke up to defend.
You watched us  fade away, you watched it day by day, but don’t you see broken is not bad it’s merely healing, merely changing, yes becoming.
Objection! Said the lawyer once again, overruled declared the judge, continue as you were
we were changing for the better because now we will be stronger smarter braver and happier
Objection! Overruled!
We may have sat  alone we may have lost ourselves but can’t you see broken isn’t bad it’s merely changing.
The suspects went back to their chairs as a judge told the crowd,
be back within the hour and my decision will be made.
So the hour past and the people took their seats. The judge raised her gavel and declared the suspects innocent because once she had been broken, once she had sat alone, and because she knew broken wasn’t guilty but the other way around.The blame should not be placed because broken isn’t bad but merely changing. The crowd was in an uproar, the suspect smile real. And The opposition finally found the broken wasn’t bad but merely changing.
183 · Feb 2018
What lies Within
writerunblocked Feb 2018
Your thoughts are hidden behind articulate words
Words caked with sweetness but filled with venom

Hair done and a made up face captures the attention of many while inside you rot with each word unsaid

Your eyes they say your eyes shine and shimmer with beauty only you know they are lined with tears

They say you are kind and beautiful only you own the knowledge of the ugly truths that lie with n
176 · Feb 2018
What am I
writerunblocked Feb 2018
I am small to start
I am built not bought
              What am I
Sometimes I am strong
Sometimes I am lost
               What am I
Different people use me for different things
But mostly I’m used for things unseen
                          What am I
I am in the brave and in the scared
I am in the weak and in the strong
                            What am I
Sometimes people use  me for themselves
Sometimes they use me for someone else
                           What am I
Different people use me for different things
But mostly used for things unseen
                           What am I
I am weak in the hearts of the untrustworthy
I am strong in the hearts of the belivers
                                    What am I
People build me
They don’t buy me
                                 What am I
Different people use me for different things
But mostly I’m used for things unseen
                                     What am I
You must have me to believe
You lose me when you don’t
                         What am I
When you are lost you must use me to be found
When you are hurt you must use me to be healed
                                             What am I
What is it?
writerunblocked Feb 2018
Who are you to judge me and them?
Has your pencil never dulled
Has your slate remained clean?
Who are you to judge me and them
Have you not faced trial
Has your heart never been broken
Who are you to judge me and them
Has your shirt never wrinkled
Have your glasses never smudged
Who are you to judge me and them
When you are also imperfect
175 · Feb 2018
Only in my mind
writerunblocked Feb 2018
It's dark
I can't seem to find light
I hear a voice call out
And relies it's mine
I don't hear an  answer only an echo
Then a hand reaches out to take mine
A voice says
Peace be calm it's only dark in your mind
So I thought of fire I thought of the sun
It isn't dark anymore cause dark isn't fun
174 · Feb 2018
Passive Aggressive
writerunblocked Feb 2018
Maybe I’m passive aggressive
maybe that bothers you
But at least I’m not a fighter
But At least I’m not a liar
Im a good line In between

I won’t throw stones
I’ll throw words
I won’t hide my feelings
I’ll quietly express them
174 · Feb 2018
Gone
writerunblocked Feb 2018
Everything to know we knew
All we did was for each other
All we wanted was someone to rely on
Together we won and lost
theres beauty outside, no shadow to hide because we did the best we could’ve done
Gone
The light inside
Gone
The first time
Gone
The bright color of our eyes

All we know is us
All we do is for ourselves
Nobody to trust, nobody to tell
Alone I rarely win and mostly lose
Only a shell of who I once was , a shadow of who I could’ve been
Gone
The light outside
Gone
The last time
Gone
The bright color of my eyes
169 · Feb 2018
Hidden Songs
writerunblocked Feb 2018
The hidden smiles, the hidden tears. The things you shared and the things you didn’t whether you wanted to or not. The times of violation, the times of loneliness. All the emotions you’ve ever felt,shown, or hidden create a song. One that no one can hear but if they did they would laugh and they would cry, they would feel joy and they would feel sorrow, but they won't hear your song and you won't hear theirs, not today, not tomorrow, not ever.
164 · Feb 2018
A poem
writerunblocked Feb 2018
A poem is music using only words
A poem is a feeling pushed onto paper
A poem is your dreams written with a pencil
A poem is emotions we feel but dare not express
A poem is a way to share what you would otherwise keep hidden
A poem is the way you love with only a pen and paper
A poem is a story of a moment in your life
A poem is music using only words
Okay so this isn’t one of my best but I tried
161 · Feb 2018
Who are you now
writerunblocked Feb 2018
We used to laugh and play pretend
Now your laughing at me
You use to listen and hear my voice
You used to understand

Now As I watch you walk away
I wish that I could go back
Go back to yesterday
When we would play til the sun went down
We didnt care that there was darkness all around

Our heart and minds were pure
Now I’m searching for a cure
A cure to bring back what I’ve lost
A cure to bring you back to me
Now your filled with dishonesty
Not just to them but now to me
What happened to who we used to be be
As I watch you walk away
I wish that I could go back
Go back to yesterday
When we would play til the sun went down
We didnt care that there was darkness all around

Now your gone and I stayed behind
Our bond is broken
I used think that it was diamond
o unbreakable
But that dream is gone
Just like you

Now As I watch you walk away
I wish that I could go back
Go back to yesterday
When we would play til the sun went down
We didnt care that there was darkness all around
Oh all around
All around
All I wish
Is that
We could go back
Go back
To yesterday
Okay so this is a song and I have a couple if you like it I have some other songs but I don’t really know if I’m aloud to put songs on here
154 · Feb 2018
Untitled
writerunblocked Feb 2018
I love you to pluto and back because the moons to close and the suns to big
I love you to pluto and back because its is out in space
I love you to pluto and back because pluto is forgotten and I want you to know I will never forget you
I love you to pluto and back
Also posted on my tumblr which I never use
145 · Feb 2018
Untitled
writerunblocked Feb 2018
Mouth that never stops
Dreams that fly to high
Heart that breaks to much
Eyes that always cry
Pencil that doesn’t halt
Words that never lie
143 · Feb 2018
There’s a Girl
writerunblocked Feb 2018
There’s a girl
whose past is lost in the mistakes
of the parents she never knew
Her present
is a trap where she can’t tell friends
And foe apart
Her future is unseen
maybe tomorrow everything will change
maybe next year or maybe in three
but for now she will only wonder about
her  past and future
    This girl
she isn't the only one who lives this way
she could be your best friend,
your worst enemy
    You might not see
The side of her that cry themselves to sleep
some nights because somebody called her something
and she believed it because it was true
    There’s a girl
Who lets her past ruin her dreams and crush
Her spirit
    There’s a girl
Who can’t  find anything in her confining present
    There’s a girl
Who fears the unknown future

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