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Powerless yet so powerful. My potential is left untapped. Greatness  unwrapped.

Placing a mask to fit in. " but how long will it last"

But the best part of all if this is your ignorance to all of this.
Your lack of care has made you inner being question its importance. I shouldn't care.
Yet I care
So much that every word you utter is tattooed onto my memory and re-ingraved every time I think of you.
You. Sir ma'am boy sister. Recognize your power
Stay  woke when when you vibrate. Recognize your energy because that stuff is contagious.

Don't cloud my aura with your pleague of self hate.
Love yourself.
Dr Strange May 2015
Block block stab repeat
Block block stab repeat
Block block stab repeat
Block block stab repeat
Block block stab repeat
Block block stab repeat
Block block stab repeat
Block block stab repeat
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Die
Perish
Cease to exist in this world anymore
Everyday it is the same
It is the same everyday
Blocking and stabbing
Perishing and dying
What's the difference
What's the point
To discover who you really are
Well I could of answered that without this civil war
You're a monster
A pleague that infest this once peaceful land
A mere insect destined to die like the rest
Screaming at the top of its lung
But to the rest of the world you are mute
You are nothing
Another soldier fighting for "the cause"
What cause,peace
Since when has peace come from violence
From violence only more violence come from it
That's just how the world works
It cannot look the other way just because you have ambition
The world is a cruel place
But it's only a cycle made up many smaller cycles
Therefore we are just pawns in something bigger than us
Something that we just can't comprehend quite yet
The only thing we can do right now is play our role
As we continue to hope to change the world
Lady Misfortune Sep 2018
You sat on my ladder
and blew smoke into my face

Said you had the good stuff
Why don't you send some my way?

I've never cowered from the fire
I have short legs
You get burned so much that you adapted the pleague

Walking down the plank
My heads in the water
My nostrils are bleeding
You've gone blind

You run your fingers through your hair
You claim to be mines

You don't like a hot mess
So what am I?

I am your weakness
You're a peachy surprise

I knew you were the one
When you looked in my eyes

It hurts me to smile but the frown was denied
All of the tears sting when you tell your lies

I saw the green
But it wasn't the one this time

Thought that you could be
My most prized rose
Yet the garden died

Naked, with no clothes
You sat on my ladder
And blew smoke in my face

I knew you'd make the perfect lover
'Cause all your exhilarating quirks I could so easily hate
Love is like a drug
Amirah Moody Jun 2020
The houses we once called home
Now solitary confindment
The faces we used to see in the sun
Can only be seen on a screen
Places where we had fun
Are now locked up and barren
All because we never know who could be contagious
A new pleague has taken over
Threatening and taking lives day by day
A little light has made its way
But its not enough
Trapped in our homes and countries
With limitations on our travels

— The End —