Sarah

Sarah 1d

Tears as ink
Memories as papers
Blood as the pen that describes our ailments
All poets cry
Is what I think
All poets cry
To have something to write
Nevertheless, the don't do it out of smite
Only a means to comprehend their fragile minds.

I like to write long poems. This one is perfectly short.

Sarah 1d

"The Evil Queen"

Mirror, mirror, on the wall.
What do you see when you look at me?

Lines, shapes and colours is all you observe
but through you I learn the intricate details of my soul.
Lately I don't recognise the darkness deep inside my eyes.
Once shining with glimmer,
now consuming any sight of light.

Why do you betray me?
If I dust, If I clean, constantly take heed of the state your in.
Will you reflect that which you once used to?
Are my attempts futile or do I amuse you?

Again I ask, mirror, mirror, on the wall.
What do you see when you look at me?

A scared little girl, running from responsibility.
Seeking anyone to take blame for the troubles of her own making.
I can't change that which is apparent, my purpose is to reflect.

If the one looking is displeased, cover your eyes and think.
Before a day comes in which all you are left with is regret.

#mirror #reflection

Sarah 3d

My Demons

My demons haunt me.
They watch me closley.
Glowing in the dark with their big eyes hoping to trap me.
In the fairy tales all ends well

The hero defeats its enemy and is hailed before the masses.
This is no story and the enemy is relentless.
No pause, no rest, you have to keep defensive.

Demons don't lurk in the shadows here,
instead they are deep inside avoiding your attention.
Though they give clues leading to their detection.
You are soon thrown into a world of deception.

As you struggle battling between your comprehension and defeating the demons, they get away laughing at your grievance.

Busy trying to cope, keep hope,
in myself and everything that means most.
Failure is not an alternative but the fear of it weighs heavier in me than the energy to prevent it.

The soul will only heal when I look within, then my demons will not have room to grow therein.

#demons #shadows #dark

Sarah 3d

Happy Mirage

Clawing until my flesh tears up.
Bleeding, hurting to satisfy my itch.
It dosen't stop itching, please make it stop.

Can you not see my wounds?
Are you blind?
Must I scream, cry, for you to notice.
Use you eyes, look at me, ask me, listen to me.

Are you scared to meet my eyes, scared to go deep inside, scared to put the politeness to the side.

Am I the one overreacting, seeking attention?
Sorry I will stop.
Stop screaming.
Stop hurting.

You want to see me happy, I want to be happy.
Let's be happy.

Sarah 5d

Beautiful People

Footsteps eco from the fountain of youth,
as the last drop is crucial for those who seek
everlasting beauty

Their limbs twist and turn to catch scraps
hoping it will give them glory

Do they yearn for the troubled tradgedies of youth
or do the forget its hardships?

Society fools them with materialism, while their deaf ears
gladly enjoy and refuse to listen

Their hearts are like the soil of a red rose.
Above it grows the beautiful flowers,
while underneath are the ugly larvas.

But hope is yet not lost, for when the flower dies,
rain arrives and gives birth to a new ROSE.

#foreveryoung #beauty #fountainofyouth

Sarah 6d

Princess

From playing house to paying bills,
from being a princess to being seen lika thing.
Is the world I have grown up in been a farce or does the reality of the real world seem to escape me?

Have I been lied to and thrown into the land of fantasy, or was it a necessity to shield me from my ultimate reality?
I feel like Alice in Wonderland, although instead of a hat through which I can return to my world, I am stuck in this nightmare

Tiaras an teacups have been
replaced by meaningless jobs and illusions of freedoms.

Work hard , they say, but stay feminin.
Be independent, but not to masculine.
Hate men, for they are the enemy,
but pay attention and smile when they have seniority.

Little girl grows up to be defined by her titles: a mother, a wife, a daughter
but all she dreams of is being a princess of her own Castle.

#princess #growup #reality

Sarah 7d

Bombs

If the world was to perish,
I would gladly watch it burn.
As the burning fire scorches and leaves no one behind.
Maybe that would be the solution and a mercy for all mankind

They say death is the worst of evils,
but there is one thing that's worse.
Nursing your children to bed as the bombs begin to burst.

Only a few seconds and everything is gone.
A whole family torn apart for a promise of your safety and any excuse for war.

As the blood begins to dry and time goes swiftly by.
The blood that was once shed becomes old tales for people who don't reflect.

Compassion is lost on those who don't reflect.

— The End —